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God, who gives a shit?

My uncle Howie died that night, and, you know, we were really close.

We're not really three-way gay or even gay at all.

- (TEDDY CLAPPING) Yeah. - Ooh.

Hi, I don't believe we've met.

What is my most viewed website?

I know this is gonna be hard to believe, but

- Blue. - Yellow.

- Irish. - Yeah, it's all right.

We know each other so well. We're, like, telepathic.

- Any questions? - All right, we are ready to rock and jock.

Y'all a bunch of children.

So the sticky stuff on my chest was just glue.

- You didn't feel safe? - No.

We did. We did, in a real way.

How are we not invited?

We staged the whole thing because you were acting like drunken jerks.

(BOTH GRUNTING)

- No, you weren't. - You guys.

- Oh. That's funny. - Boom!

Well, well, well.

Maybe we should have an adult, mature conversation about it.

Get in there, rainbow warriors.

- Why are they pretending to be gay? - Are they?

We did that. That's 'cause of you. That's 'cause of you.

and, like, I just wouldn't stop crying?

I have a very, very medium-sized sedan.

We should take him to a hospital.

I'm gonna freakin' take this one to my deathbed.

What, dude? It's actually still pretty good.