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So Hayley has this weird pink think that sort of looks like a foam-covered pretzel that you squidge and it makes your arms toned or whatever. I was messing with it in the kitchen while Johnny and I watched Prawn destroy our kitchen in an attempt to make breakfast:

Prawn: What the hell is that?
Froodle: Hayley's bicep thingie. Getting my arms all hench for Halloween. Gotta look good in my costume.
Johnny: You can hardly squeeze it, you're not getting hench off that.
Froodle: I will be the henchest of all the Hegs. Even Buzz won't be as hench as me.
Johnny: You'll never be hench. By the way, I changed my mind about going as the Comedian, so you can go as him if you want.
Froodle: I was going to anyway, but I'm glad you realised that you're not sound enough to be the Comedian.
Johnny: Actually, it's because I didn't want to go as the guy who gets his ass kicked by a skinny blonde dude with a tiara and a load of gay porn on his work computer.
Prawn: Aaaaaahhahahhahhaah.
Froodle: Jealous little sour squad, can't take it that you're not good enough to mimic my costume choices.
Prawn: Yeah, because we want to be the spacker who dies in the first ten seconds of the film.
Froodle: If you get a girlfriend by Halloween, my costume and I are going to rape her.
Prawn: I'll get a super-ugly one, you'll be raping her and trying not to throw up at the same time.
Froodle: I'll pull my mask down over my eyes to protect myself.
Johnny: If you try to rape Hayley, she'll kick the shit out of you.
Froodle: She probably could, this fucking pretzel thing is a killer! How many of these can she do?
Johnny: I dunno, she does it when we're watching TV. It's like, an episode of the Inbetweeners-worth per night.
Froodle: Fuck! I'll roofie her first then.
Johnny: That is so not in the spirit of Halloween.
Froodle: Whingewhingewhinge, soursoursour. Who are you going as, then?
Johnny: Sonic.
Prawn: Gay.
Johnny: He isn't gay! Sonic's a legend, you shut your fucking ginger face and hurry up with my fucking omlette.
Froodle: What's Hayley going as?
Johnny: Tails.
Froodle: So you're going as Sonic, your girlfriend is going as Tails, and somehow that's not gay?
Johnny: No, because she's a Fox and Tails is a fox, get it?
Prawn: That sounds gay to me.
Froodle: Dude, I have to agree, that's full-on gay.
Johnny: You're a girl trying to get hench so you can rape my girlfriend, you're the gay one.
Froodle: I'll be in costume, fucktard, it doesn't count.
Johnny: It counts.
Froodle: You're just jealous because I'll be so much hencher and better in bed than you.
Johnny: Whatever. William! I want chorizo in mine, don't forget!
Froodle: Yeah William, our brother who isn't gay wants some sausage to start his day off.
Prawn: Haaaahahahaah.
Johnny: Hohoho, what funny little Hegs. We'll see who's laughing when I'm a sound blue hedgehog and you're dead from scrawny blond tiara dudes.
Prawn: I'm going as a crocodile.
~SILENCE~
Froodle: ...yeah, you totally win.

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So Hayley has this weird pink think that sort of looks like a foam-covered pretzel that you squidge and it makes your arms toned or whatever. I was messing with it in the kitchen while Johnny and I watched Prawn destroy our kitchen in an attempt to make breakfast:

Prawn: What the hell is that?
Froodle: Hayley's bicep thingie. Getting my arms all hench for Halloween. Gotta look good in my costume.
Johnny: You can hardly squeeze it, you're not getting hench off that.
Froodle: I will be the henchest of all the Hegs. Even Buzz won't be as hench as me.
Johnny: You'll never be hench. By the way, I changed my mind about going as the Comedian, so you can go as him if you want.
Froodle: I was going to anyway, but I'm glad you realised that you're not sound enough to be the Comedian.
Johnny: Actually, it's because I didn't want to go as the guy who gets his ass kicked by a skinny blonde dude with a tiara and a load of gay porn on his work computer.
Prawn: Aaaaaahhahahhahhaah.
Froodle: Jealous little sour squad, can't take it that you're not good enough to mimic my costume choices.
Prawn: Yeah, because we want to be the spacker who dies in the first ten seconds of the film.
Froodle: If you get a girlfriend by Halloween, my costume and I are going to rape her.
Prawn: I'll get a super-ugly one, you'll be raping her and trying not to throw up at the same time.
Froodle: I'll pull my mask down over my eyes to protect myself.
Johnny: If you try to rape Hayley, she'll kick the shit out of you.
Froodle: She probably could, this fucking pretzel thing is a killer! How many of these can she do?
Johnny: I dunno, she does it when we're watching TV. It's like, an episode of the Inbetweeners-worth per night.
Froodle: Fuck! I'll roofie her first then.
Johnny: That is so not in the spirit of Halloween.
Froodle: Whingewhingewhinge, soursoursour. Who are you going as, then?
Johnny: Sonic.
Prawn: Gay.
Johnny: He isn't gay! Sonic's a legend, you shut your fucking ginger face and hurry up with my fucking omlette.
Froodle: What's Hayley going as?
Johnny: Tails.
Froodle: So you're going as Sonic, your girlfriend is going as Tails, and somehow that's not gay?
Johnny: No, because she's a Fox and Tails is a fox, get it?
Prawn: That sounds gay to me.
Froodle: Dude, I have to agree, that's full-on gay.
Johnny: You're a girl trying to get hench so you can rape my girlfriend, you're the gay one.
Froodle: I'll be in costume, fucktard, it doesn't count.
Johnny: It counts.
Froodle: You're just jealous because I'll be so much hencher and better in bed than you.
Johnny: Whatever. William! I want chorizo in mine, don't forget!
Froodle: Yeah William, our brother who isn't gay wants some sausage to start his day off.
Prawn: Haaaahahahaah.
Johnny: Hohoho, what funny little Hegs. We'll see who's laughing when I'm a sound blue hedgehog and you're dead from scrawny blond tiara dudes.
Prawn: I'm going as a crocodile.
~SILENCE~
Froodle: ...yeah, you totally win.