NATHAN: (Usual grunting) Rockzo Mallow....yeesh.
PICKLES: DOOD! Are Rockzo Mallows anything like...PEEPS?
MURDERFACE: YEH...PEEPS! I like puttin' RED cake decoratin' gel on 'em and puttin' 'em IN THE MICROWAVE!
NATHAN: METAL!
TOKI: (Frets) NO! You's DON"T'S hurts Peeps...Peeps ams CUTE! Peeps...ams chok'lits bunnies!
NATHAN: Chocolate bunnies are good..FOR TARGET PRACTICE!
TOKI: (Wails) NOOOOOOO!
NATHAN: (to Toki) Hey...dooche-bag...I'm the one who says "NO." (Roars right into Toki's face) DON'T STEAL MY NOOOO!
MURDERFACE: I'd make S'mores outta that Rockzo Mallow!
PICKLES: (Excited) S'MORES!
SKWISGAAR: Inns be's tweens twos pieces of grahams crack's ers...makes me think of ME in's bee-tween's two's G-MILFS!
NATHAN: (Roars) I want Rockzo S'mores...(SHOUTING)...I WANT ROCKZO S'MORES!
Later..,much, much later:
DK...as well as Nathan...are at the dentist's office (NOT the detist who offed himself from 'Deth Health') A very nervous Nathan is seated in the dentist's chair, but an EMBARRASED CFO has to explain what happened.
DENTIST: (Incredulous, to CFO-who looks like he's rather be doing office work ) Your band BIT into PLASTIC ACTION FIGURES....thinking that they were MARSHMALLOWS?
CFO: (Blushing...his cheeks are redder than his tie) Just...just do the dental work.
FINIS