(Mordecai and Rigby are playing video games. An explosion on the screen reads "PLAYER 1 WINS".)
Rigby: Ugh! I lost again.
Mordecai: Hmph. Hmph.
Rigby: This stupid thing was throwing me off. (Takes a magazine that reads "Mustaches Monthly - SPECIAL HANDLEBAR ISSUE!" out of the couch.)
Mordecai: Dude! Pops' Mustaches Monthly! Benson told us to deliver this weeks ago. You have to give this to Pops.
Rigby: What?! Why do I have to?
Mordecai: Because you're the tool who crammed it between the sofa cushions.
Rigby: I can't get up now. I'm going to lose this sweet butt cheek groove I've been working into this couch! It looks just like me!
(The butt cheek mark on the couch is visible.)
Mordecai: I'm not going up those stairs, dudе.
Rigby: Fine, let's play rock-paper-scissors for it.
(Rigby plays papеr and Mordecai plays rock.)
Rigby: Hmph hmph.
Rigby: Ugh! I lost again.
Mordecai: Hmph. Hmph.
Rigby: This stupid thing was throwing me off. (Takes a magazine that reads "Mustaches Monthly - SPECIAL HANDLEBAR ISSUE!" out of the couch.)
Mordecai: Dude! Pops' Mustaches Monthly! Benson told us to deliver this weeks ago. You have to give this to Pops.
Rigby: What?! Why do I have to?
Mordecai: Because you're the tool who crammed it between the sofa cushions.
Rigby: I can't get up now. I'm going to lose this sweet butt cheek groove I've been working into this couch! It looks just like me!
(The butt cheek mark on the couch is visible.)
Mordecai: I'm not going up those stairs, dudе.
Rigby: Fine, let's play rock-paper-scissors for it.
(Rigby plays papеr and Mordecai plays rock.)
Rigby: Hmph hmph.
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