Ben: oh, i'm sorry. was i being to good at this game?

Ben: i'll try to start sucking more so i'm at your level.

Vera: damn, boy. smooth shit ya got there.

Ben: [snort] right? there's no coming back from my roasts.

Ben: or my game winnings.

Callie: nectar, right there.

Callie: hey, look at this, boy!

Ben: WHAT?

Ben: ...

Ben: WHAT???

Callie: i think I smell a comeback.

Ben: shit!

Vera: [snort]

Ben: take THIS, little cowgirl.

Ben: [button spamming]

Callie: oh really, now. i see how it is, child.

Callie: Vera. help a lady out, here.

Callie: [button pressing]

Vera: [button pressing]

Ben: fuck.

Ben: [frantic button spamming]

Ben: no

Ben: wait

Ben: just

Ben: HA! YES.

Callie: aw, come on!

Vera: ya think i didn't see THAT comin'?

Vera: [button spamming]

Ben: do YOU think i didn't see THAT coming?

Ben: [button spamming]

Tv Screen: [SMACK THWACK SMACKITY CRACK]

Vera: oof.

Vera: yeah, ah bet ya saw that... but not this.

Vera: [button click]

Tv Screen: [explosion]

Ben: goddamn it.

Ben: that's not fucking fair. 

Ben: how—HOW did you do that?

Ben: they should remove that attack from the game.

Callie: sounds like someone's a bit ruffled.

Vera: feelin' salty, boy?

Ben: no!

Ben: i mean no.

Ben: it's a legitimate, actual flaw in the—

Criss: A'IGHT PEOPLE!

Criss: LET'S GET CRUNCHIN' ON SOME DRY CEREAL!

Callie: yayyy...?

Vera: hm. these ain't bad.

Criss: whad'you got?

Vera: Cinnamon Berrybells.

Criss: huh. haven't tried them yet.

Vera: you're missin' out. boy.

Jax: i... i like the... Raspberry Chococrunch ones.

Criss: aw snap, yes! those are the BEST.

Malcom: they're pretty good.

Jen: i don't know, i think they're kind of a weird combination.

Jax: yes, i guess that's ok.

Jax: i mean... of course it's ok.

Jax: i meant that it's fair.

Jax: it makes sense.

Callie: don't worry, girl. you don't have to explain yourself. we got it.

Jax: oh... ok.

Luke: you're right, Vera. Cinnamon Berrybells are excellent.

Vera: yeah, see? one a ya idiots got sense!

Ben: hey!

Duff: it seems as if you're implying that Luke is the only intelligent individual in our presence.

Vera: i was. ya gonna do somethin'?

Duff: i am going to agree with you.

Leo: i'm not dumb.

Duff: you're not dumb; you are senseless, because you are nine years old.

Leo: i'm not 9, i'm zero!

Luke: he's right.

Malcom: get OWNED, Duff.

Duff: my pride is wounded.

Duff: my self esteem has been brutally slaughtered.

Duff: its blood will drain with each teardrop i will shed tonight.

Leo: um, what?

Malcom: very poetic.

Duff: thank you.

Duff: i believe i'll write that one down.

Vera: pff. please. may poems ah way betta.

Duff: most likely.

Leo: oh!! wait! you're zero too!!!! we all came here today!!!!!!!!

Duff: i'm glad someone is cognizant as to what's going on, because i am not in the slightest.

Leo: um, i don't understand that.

Duff: maybe it's better that way.