[in living room playing Video Oujia]
GGame
Welcome to Video Oujia.
[slowly] Spirits that haunt this house....COME OUT! And play with me!
What do you think you're runnin' the Matrix? You're gonna break that thing.
SSSHH! You disturbin the presence...
Shake, he needs silence so he can talk to the dead.
What he needs is lack of oxygen so he can become the dead.
[final note before suicide] Friends...relations...whatever the hell Meatwad is... I've lived a full life. It's actually been...pretty bitchin'. But now, regrettably, my life has been taken. Please bury me with all my stuff, because you know it's mine. Dearest Meatwad: Turn on that dumb game 'cause I'm gonna wail on you from the grave, baby! Suck it up, mutha! Missing you already, M.S.
Okay, Meatwad. Time to put the game up. It's gettin' late.
Come on!! Just one more dead person, please? Just one more dead guy.
Spirits that haunt this house. Tell me...what was we talkin' 'bout?
GGGame Ghost
My sister's baby.
Oh yeah, one them other dead boys told me about that. How she doin?
GGGame Ghost
She's dead. We're all dead.
Well at least she had all her fingers and toes, you know what I mean?
Please, all together, hold hands.
No, no no no. No, no. No, sir. I don't know what kinda vibe you think got off me but I don't play that way. I'm not that way!
I don't uh... do both sides of the field. Offense and defense, you know, with the short shorts? No-
Carl, it's just a seance, it's not that way, come on, will ya?
Now, please. Kiss him deep with tongue.
Ho ho ho ho ho ho ho. Just kid. Just kid, dirty boy. Touch hands.
[Frylock and Carl join hands and Meatwad takes a Polaroid pic]
You boyfriend and boyfriend!
Please. Read from sheets. I Am...
FCFrylock, Carl, Meatwad
I Am...
FCFrylock, Carl, Meatwad
Sofa King...
FCFrylock, Carl, Meatwad
We Todd Ed...
Now, repeat all very fast, please.
FCFrylock, Carl, Meatwad
I Am Sofa King...
FCFrylock, Carl, Meatwad
I Am Sofa King We...
No, no, not so fast. Loses meaning.
FCFrylock, Carl, Meatwad
I Am Sofa King We Todd Ed.
Hohohohoh, you say funny thing.
[Spacataz - The Mooninites are flipping off the Plutonians as their ship zooms by the Mooninites]
That dude back there just flipped me off!
[Cut to the Mooninite's ship]
Oh, yes, Err. He saw the finger. My question is, does he know what to do with it?
[On the Plutonian's ship]
Okay... you know we're not supposed to stop, at this speed-
[On the Mooninite's ship]
Ohh man, that's just gonna-- Oh man he's backin' up! Fuckin' fly, he's backin' up!! Come on!!
[giving both middle fingers] No. We'll double his pleasure.
[giving both middle fingers] Take two mother muchachos!
And call us in the morning.
Yeah, call us! We'll be drunk!
OOglethorp
Hey what's wrong with your fingers? They seem to be all up in my grill when they would be better placed...CRAMMED UP YOUR BUTTOCKS...BIZNATCH!
You should say that to his face.
OOglethorp
I will, just as soon as I flip them off! I- [Tries and fails since he has tentacles and not fingers] You flip them off with your fingers, Emory!
[Having the same problem] I- I can't get it to do right.
OOglethorp
Well, then, show them the dark side of the PLUTONIAN MOON!
[They then start mooning the Mooninites]
[Cut to the Mooninites' ship]
Heh heh- what the-? Dude, they're moonin' us!
[Spacecataz- Oglethorp is planning to prank the Mooninites]
All right, dude... let's just cut our losses, and walk away.
OOglethorp
Nein! The time for maturity is OVER!
[He dials a pizza place]
OOglethorp
Hello- I would like to order one million... no, wait- FIFTY MILLION LARGE PIZZAS!
[Later, when a cargo ship is unloading the pizzas on the Mooninites' ship]
OOglethorp
Look at them! They are so stuck with that bill. It's not even funny, but I am laughing anyway! Ha ha ha ha ha!
[Frylock uses his newly invented shrink ray to shrink down a computer chip]
Amazing! Do you realize that now this chip can be inserted into a microbot that enter into someone's skin through a pore-
[takes microchip] Or it can be inserted into the mouth, manually, so it can battle hunger and taste good. [swallows microchip]
Master Shake Oooh!
Tell me you didn't just eat that frickin'-
Well boy you said it was a chip. So where's the dip? Or am I lookin at him?
Oooooh! You did not even just do that! You are so dead! Oh NO you DIDN'T! Oh my God!
Alright, my teeth feel gritty, and I'm gonna lie down.
I need that chip Meatwad. One way...or the other.
Oh okay. Fecal matter. Stool sample.
Don't talk about it, just do it.
Well I don't do it. My body consumes all waste material. It's like the Thunderdome in here, only, two men enter...no man leaves. Rated R.
Starring Mel Gibson, and Master Blaster.
Look, we are all adults here. You can say it.
[laughing] YOU SAID POOP!! Hey Shake, Frylock said poop in here!
[from bedroom] Poop! HAHAHA! [vomits] HAHAHA! Poop!