![]() Megan: Hello? Anybody home? Josh: Who's that? Drake: It sounds like Megan. I MEANT MY PHONE! Drake: Oh, well, that's gone. Josh: I knew the toilet still worked, Drake. Hayfer pees! Josh: Probably doesn't even work anymore. Drake: I'm not putting my hand in there! That's where Mrs. Drake: Dude, just let me try- Nice! Josh: It's your fault. Let me see it- Josh: No, I think I know our own number. Drake: You probably dialed the wrong number. The only time you do anything nice to me is after you caused me some kind of physical damage or emotional distress! You are never going to make up anything to me ever again! Drake: Wait, do these sound okay to you? Would you bring me the hot glue gun? Josh: NOT REALLY! Vicious Tiberius Drake: Well? Josh: No answer. Okay, no you're not, because that's when the badness happens. Tell you what, I'm going to make up to you, okay? Josh: No. man? Josh: You left me at hospital to be chemicaLY bathed! Drake: Oh, yeah, how'd it go? Josh: Oh, actually, it was quite soothing especially the part where they.OH, IT WAS HORRIBLE!! Drake: Kay, what up with the 'tude? Josh: D'you know what its like to get an involuntry chemical bath? it stings. ![]() I didn't say it wouldn't explode! Josh: I don't blame you so much for doing it, as I blame myself for not anticipating it.ĭrake: Hey, WATCH IT, WATCH IT!!! Woman: OPRAH!!! Oh, my god! Oprah! Somebody call for help! Josh: I RAN OVER OPRAH!!! Josh: Wow! This is really full of poison, isn't it? Megan: No! Josh: No, what then, huh, huh, huh, hot sauce some kind of extreme laxident? Megan: Oh, c'mon! I wouldn't let you eat a cake that make you sick on your birthday. Josh Runs Into Oprah Josh: You made me a birthday cake? Megan: Uh-huh.
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