MURDERFACE: I propose...NAKED DETHGAME!
SKWISGAAR: MILF's and G-MILF's ams soon-to-be G-MILF's...I LOVE IT!
TOKI: Huggins ams kissings.
NATHAN: Supermodels...that I already (Expletive censored by guitar riff)
PICKLES: Oooooo....make it like Spin-The-Bottle....A BEER BOTTLE! Or a VODKA BOTTLE!
CFO: Noted.
NATHAN: (To CFO) Uh....we didn't come up with this idea DRUNK....did we?
CFO: (To Nathan) I can assure the 5 of you that you were in no way intoxicated when you came up for the idea of the NEW 'Dethgame.'
NATHAN: (Stunned) We weren't intoxicated, but we were DRUNK?
CFO: No, Nathan, intoxicated is another word for drunk.
PICKLES: Like 'SMASHED?'
SKWISGAAR: HAMMERS?
MURDERFACE: WASTED?
TOKI: Pickled....like PICKLE!!!
CFO: Yes...yes to all of you. What you said are words meaning drunk.
NATHAN: (Usual Adult Swim required roaring-expletive censored by guitar riff) WE WEREN'T DRUNK!!!
PICKLES: Well, we gotta git drunk...otherwise, it won't count for an idea!
TOKI: YEAH! Let's git's drunk!
SKWISGAAR: Let's git drunk!
TOKI: (Angry; to Skwisgaar) I's says it first, Skwisgaar! STOP COPIES ME!
SKWISGAAR: Yous stops copies me!
TOKI & SKWISGAAR: (In unison) Stops copies me! Stops copies me! Stops copies me! Stops copies me!
CFO: Well, if there's nothing else to discuss, I say the meeting is adjourned.
NATHAN: (Dumbfounded look on his face) Uh....(To CFO)...the meeting's still on?
CFO: (Exasperated, to Nathan) No, Nathan...the meeting's over. (Slight pause) Done. (Another slight pause) Finished. (Yet another slight pause) Through.
Dead silence.
CFO: (Absolutely frustrated; he waves his hand in desparation) BYE-BYE!
NATHAN: (Stunned) Oh!
CFO leaves.
MURDERFACE: (He's the one who's now befuddled) I don't get it!
FINIS