Witch Doctor: Now, repeat after me. I Am...
Witch Doctor: Sofa King...
Witch Doctor: We Todd Ed.
Witch Doctor: Now say it again, faster.
Witch Doctor: Hahahaha! You said a very funny thing.
Master Shake: [narrating his suicide note, after killing himself in Carl's pool] 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.
[Meatwad is playing a seance video game]
Frylock: Shake, he needs complete silence so he can contact the dead.
Master Shake: What he needs is a lack of oxygen, so he can *become* the dead!
[Master Shake has killed himself in Carl's pool]
Frylock: Oh my God!
Carl: Fryman, I am so sorry... that I, uh, can't press charges here...
Billywitchdoctor.com: Chicken, arise! Arise, chicken!
Carl: [Carl, Meatwad and Frylock are holding hands in a sÈance] Hey, can we stop holdin' hands in Fairyland, here?
[Meatwad is playing his video game "Insult Master"]
Meatwad's opponent: Hey man! You stole my wristwatch!
Meatwad's character: You dumb! I already have a wristwatch!
Video Game Narrator: Buuuuuuurned!
Meatwad: Yeah, burned!
Meatwad's opponent: I saw you lookin' at it!
Meatwad's character: Yo momma you did!
Video Game Narrator: Classic comeback!
Meatwad's character: Yo momma yo momma yo momma yo momma
Video Game Narrator: [Meatwad's opponent catches on fire] Incineration! You are the Insult Master!