Keith: Hey man, wanna have a fart contest?
Peter: No.
Keith: Come on Charlie, I’ll go easy on you.
Peter: No.
Keith: Whatever.
Keith: (couple seconds later) How about now?
Peter: Stuke, shut the hell up! Can’t you see I’m driving!
Keith: (look hurt) Fine. Sorry. Whatever. But still, farting doesn’t take too much hand movement.
EPIC SILENCE
Keith: Okay. Be that way. I’ll just fart by myself.
Intelligence vs. Instinct. Mind vs. Soul.
Peter: Glares a glare of death
Keith: Uhhhhhhhhhhh! Uhhhhhhhhh! farts
Peter: (muttering under his breath) This is going to be a long ride…
--End of Script--
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