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Meatwad: (Naming potential titles of horror films that Shake should star in) "Return of the Deadly Ass Face;" "Never Go Back to Ass Face Lake;" "Deadly Ass Face Lake Camp!"
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Shake: I can hear you out there. Maybe I'll get a Benetton Ad where they'll look for freaks.
Frylock goes into the room.
Frylock: Shake, you're not a freak, okay?
Carl walks by the window, looks into it, and sees Shake.
Carl: (Turns to someone.) Take a look at the freak here!
Frylock: I mean, yeah, you DO have a large pair of nostrils going down your back, and they're running.
The nose on Shake's butt begins to spew out snot.
Carl: Oh God, look at that!
Frylock notices Carl jeering at Shake, goes over to the window, and pulls the shades down.
Carl: Aww, Fryman! What're you doing to me here...
Shake: Was he talking about me?
Frylock: No, of course not.
Carl: (Talking to someone behind the shades) Todd, you just missed it, it's a huge milkshake! Yeah, it's like a friggin'...
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Meatwad: You've gotta see this, get off the computer and come in here. Shake: Hey come in here and shake a man's hand! (They look at Shake) Frylock: Damn son! That looks..Horrific.
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Meatwad: I mean, you could be a man or a woman… what are ya?
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Meatwad: You got an ass-face, boy! Am I right?
Frylock: Well, I guess you are right.
Meatwad: I ain't talkin' to you. I'm talkin' to ass-face over here.
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Shake: We need someone who wears shoes. And washes their hands.
Meatwad: Don't you worry, now. I know me a guy.
(Cut to Meatwad at Carl's doorstep)
Meatwad: Hey, Carl.
Carl: Hey yourself. Who's your friend over there… smells like, uh… almond joys?
Shake: Hey! It's me! Shake!
Carl: What, you get that done in Guatemala or somethin'?
Shake: Get what done?
Meatwad: Yeah, he did. We callin' in the pros now. Is your buddy outta prison yet?
Carl: Which one? 'Cause there's three.
Meatwad: Oh, you know which one. The guy that was in the hotel with the people… and the welding.
Carl: Oh, Terry, yeah. Yeah, he's out. But, uh, part of his parole is he's not supposed to… you know, do what he was doin'… to flesh.
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Dr. Weird: Gentlemen, behold! I have made love to this machine! Now, upon retrospect, I ask myself.... why?
Steve: Wow... I'm sure someone finds that pretty neat. Was it for science?
Dr. Weird: No! It was free! And she didn't know what was coming to her! (A robotic being pops out of lawnmower) My metal boy!
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Shake: Why don't you go back to your ugly room and get on that chat with the girl you're afraid to meet in person!
Frylock: You leave her out of this.
Shake: And by the way, did you tell her you're a box of freakin fries?! Big bonus, you got a goatee. Yeah, that's in style.
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Frylock: Well Shake, it's either the face or the ass.
Shake: I choose... the ass!
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Frylock: What did you say to him?
Meatwad: Shhhhhhhhhhh, listen. You hear that? That's the sound of him not being here. Now you can thank me later.