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Carl: (Commenting on his pimped out pool) Oh, sweet, sweet nectar; it's like my car is tearin' ass around the backyard! But it's staying still. Still waters run deep.
Master Shake: Yeah, Carl! Sweet! That is tricked out, my friend. Turbo. Very sweet.
Carl: You stay away from it because you are weird.
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(Balloonenstein, a huge balloon is causing an electric storm in the sea. Frylock and Meatwad are trying to destroy it)
Frylock: Look. I need to remove your brain so I can create a cavity in you so you can float. Then all I need you to do is roll around in this broken glass for a little bit.
(innocent grin)
Frylock: C'mon, it'll be fun!
Meatwad: WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT? Hell, no!
(Frylock removes his brain)
Meatwad: Oh. I mean, okay!
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Meatwad, in the dryer: Help me!
Frylock: What was that?
Master Shake: Oh, those are my talking pants; they say 'help me' every time you try to zip them up, it's very annoying.
Frylock: You don't wear pants!
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Master Shake: Meatwad, it's spaghetti time! Oh, boy! Spaghetti, huh?
Meatwad: All right! Spaghetti! Now that's Italian!
Master Shake: Yeah, it is! There it is! Eat it!
Meatwad: That don't look like no spaghetti at all.
Master Shake: (Puts TV cord on plate with silverware) There, now it's spaghetti. Now eat it.
Meatwad: This noodle's black...and it's hooked up to the TV set.
Master Shake: Put it in your mouth, come on!
Meatwad: You're messin' with me, aren't you?
Master Shake: Oh, you're right. I'm very sorry. The real spaghetti got wet when I was boiling it, so it's in the dryer.
Meatwad: Well why didn't you say so, it's probably done by now. Let's get it!
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Meatwad: Can opener!
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Frylock: I need your brain.
Meatwad: For what? I need my brain!
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Frylock: How long were you in that dryer?
Meatwad: Like a week!
Master Shake: No, it was like 3 days. It wasn't a week!
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Master Shake: Yeah, Carl! Sweet! That is tricked out my friend. Turbo! Very sweet.
Carl: You stay away from it because you are weird.
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Meatwad: Where are my popsicles?
Frylock: Damn!
Shake: Is that you, God?
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Shake: Why don't you marry the vortex if you love it so much?
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Meatwad: Everybody hates me because they die or get hurt. Well Squirrelly doesn't hate me, he loves me. Where's my buddy Squirrelly?
Frylock: Oh here he is. (Hands Meatwad the squirrel) I found him faceup in the hallway after your last little hug.
Meatwad: Squirrelly no! Squirrelly... Squirrelly.
Frylock: Yeah, I think you better stop huggin' him now, he's startin' to smoke.
Meatwad: NO!!!
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Meatwad: Do not insult what little intelligence I have.
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Frylock: Dammit, he needs his brain. Otherwise he's just gonna float around forever saying "do what now?"
Meatwad: (Off in the distance) Do what now?
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Frylock: Damn. What dimension was that? CARL! YOUR HANDS!
Carl: Yeah, I know, I see them, they're very big. Well it was fun, I'm gonna go take a nap now and then I think I'm gonna call uh... some hospitals.