“Oh good. You’re still here. So uh wow before you said you were into science.”
“Yeah man.”
“Yeah that must be a fun job.”
“I don’t have any [drugs].”
“I was not going to ask you for some [drugs].”
“Good. I don’t have to answer it.”
“I used to be an addict. I mean it was terrible you see this? I was building a birdhouse on drugs and I lost two fingers. I feverishly wanted to finish it and I wasn’t making sound decisions.”
“Remember my roommate the cup you met earlier? He’s filled with [drugs].”
“Cool. Thanks. *Goes inside the house and closes the door* Everyone, we have to split up! The cup has the drugs.”
“The cup?”
“The cup.”
“There’s [drugs] in the cup!”
“The cup is filled with magic!”
“I saw him go into the back! Go after it!”
*Outside the house*
“So what do I do now?”
“Are you grounded?”
“Yep.”
“Okay good. Touch the red wire to the green wire.”
“Well what about Shake?”
“What about him?”
“Heh. That’s what I said.”
*Touches wires and blows up the house*
(Man on television): "Every single bald guy I know is simultaneously intimidating and annoying" *Suddenly spits out water in shock* "QUICK SOMEONE GET ME MY SHOES!!!!!"
'Wait! If you kill my dad you'll never know where the treasure is buried.'
'What treasure?'
'The treasure of...Imma Weiner.'
'Imma Weiner?' *Homer and Bart laughing*