Mac: Uh, hey Sandy. What’s crackin’?
Dee: This is Mac, right? Good looking guy, great sense of humour, really bulky?
Mac: Uh, more ripped
Charlie: Strike that.
Mac: Jacked.
Charlie: Irrelevant.
Mac: Toned.
Charlie: Exaggeration.
Mac: I work out!
Charlie: I’ll allow it.
Mac: Okay. Yeah, that’s me.
Dee: Listen, I was thinking maybe you should come over to my place tonight. There’s no one here, I’m all alone. Could you come take care of me?
Charlie: I’ll allow it.
Mac: Uhhh, yeah! Yeah, I can come take care of you.
Dee: Great! Then I’ll see you at my place!
Mac: Great. I’ll see you tonight!
Charlie: I’ll allow it.

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Charlie: What is going on with you, man. You’re going off the deep end lately.
Dennis: I feel like he’s been wading around in the deep end for a while now, Charlie.
Charlie: No bro, it’s different. He’s staying out like all hours of the night! I never see him. If he is around, he’s usually not even wearing clothes.
Frank: I’m wearing clothes now, bitch.
Dee: You’re wearing a shirt that’s on inside out and it’s covered in grease.
Frank: It’s not grease, it’s sap.
Dennis: Sap? How’d you get covered in sap?
Frank: I got really wasted. I must have climbed a tree.
Mac: Really stepping up the insanity, huh?
Frank: Yeah, I’m trying to push myself, see how far I can go!
Dennis: I feel like you’ve been standing on the edge of a cliff for a while now. I say hop off! Let’s see where you land!
Charlie: I really wish you wouldn’t encourage him, man. I wish you wouldn’t.
Mac: Charlie, if someone wants to push their boundaries, you gotta let ‘em. Frank, jump!

Dennis: Whoa, what the hell’s going on over here?
Dee: Frank’s trying to kill himself.
Charlie: Oh my god, is he alright? Frank, are you alright?
Frank: … Don’t try to stop me!

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Charlie: Alright, Mac. I’m gonna ask you now ‘cause I’m tired and hungry. I want to go home, I want to wash my hands of this whole stinking mess. DID YOU OR DID YOU NOT SNAP INTO AN ALTERNATE AND DISTICT PERSONALITY, CAUSING YOU TO GO ON A SERIAL KILLING RAMPAGE?
Mac: What? No!
Charlie: Wh— Yes, you did. You— All right, Mac. You’re crazy, right? You’re a crazy person. Sometimes you’re two people. Let’s see the other guy, let him out.
Mac: Let who out!?
Charlie: THE SERIAL KILLER, MAC! LET THE SERIAL KILLER OUT! C’MON!
Mac: I’m not a serial killer!
Frank: Then why all the shady behavior!?
Mac: I’VE BEEN BANGING THE TRANNY! I DIDN’T WANT YOU GUYS TO FIND OUT!
Charlie: No. You’re trying to— What?
Dee: Ew.
Dennis: Oh.
Dee: Oh I don’t even know how that works!
Mac: It’s complicated, There’s a lot— She tapes it back.

Charlie: What the hell?
Dennis: I thought we were going to a barbeque, Frank.
Frank: It’s more of a party in the park.
Mac: We’re at a cemetary.
Frank: The party is in the cemetary.
Dee: Who has a party in a cemetary.
Frank: Your uncle Max. He just croaked. FLUSH THAT TURD DOWN THE DRAIN!

Dee: You guys are dicks.
Frank: It took you long enough.
Charlie: It took you forever!
Mac: Did you still wanna go?
Dee: Shut up.
Dennis: It’s really cramped back here with this cooler.
Dee: Why don’t you put the cooler in the trailer?
Charlie: Uhhh, because then, Dee, we’re gonna have to pull over every single time we want a beer.
Mac: That new car smell is starting to give me a headache. Dennis, give me a cigarette.
Dee: Do you guys have to smoke in here?
Mac: Well, your car reeks, Dee. So. *ptt*
Charlie: Goddd, dude. This things so heavy!
Frank: I’m gonna get a blood clot from this thing.
Dee: Oh my god. Why don’t you put it in the trailer!?
Charlie: Why don’t I put YOU in the trailer!?
Dee: Good one, Charlie.