Paul: CAAARL! THERE'S A DEAD HUMAN IN OUR HOUSE! Carl: Oh, hey, how did that get in there? Paul: CAARL! What did you do? Carl: Me-dat-deat-I didn't do this. Paul: Explain what happened, Carl. Carl: I've never seen him before in my life. Paul: Why'd you kill this person, Carl? Carl: I do not kill people. That is....that is my least favorite thing to do Paul: Tell me, Carl, what exactly you were doing before I came home. Carl: Well, I was upstairs... Paul: Okay... Carl: I was...I was sitting in my room... Paul: Yes... Carl: Reading a book.... Paul: Go on... Carl: And, well, this guy walked in... Paul: Okay... Carl: So I walked up to him... Paul: Yes... Carl: And I stabbed him 37 times in the chest! Paul: CARL! That kills people! Carl: Oh, oh wow! I did not know that. Paul: How yould you not know that?! Carl: Yeah, I'm in the wrong here...I suck! Paul: What happened to his hands? Carl: What's that? Paul: His hands, why are they missing? Carl: Well, I kind of cooked them up. And ate them. Paul: Carl. Carl: Well, you know, when you crave hands... Paul: Why on Earth would you do that? Carl: I was hungry for hands. Gimme a break. Paul: CAAAAARRRRRL. Carl: I had the munchies. Carl: That only hands would satisfy.
strawberry milk-shake?
boat necter?
some of gods tears?
Carl: Oh, hey, how did that get in there?
Paul: CAARL! What did you do?
Carl: Me-dat-deat-I didn't do this.
Paul: Explain what happened, Carl.
Carl: I've never seen him before in my life.
Paul: Why'd you kill this person, Carl?
Carl: I do not kill people. That is....that is my least favorite thing to do
Paul: Tell me, Carl, what exactly you were doing before I came home.
Carl: Well, I was upstairs...
Paul: Okay...
Carl: I was...I was sitting in my room...
Paul: Yes...
Carl: Reading a book....
Paul: Go on...
Carl: And, well, this guy walked in...
Paul: Okay...
Carl: So I walked up to him...
Paul: Yes...
Carl: And I stabbed him 37 times in the chest!
Paul: CARL! That kills people!
Carl: Oh, oh wow! I did not know that.
Paul: How yould you not know that?!
Carl: Yeah, I'm in the wrong here...I suck!
Paul: What happened to his hands?
Carl: What's that?
Paul: His hands, why are they missing?
Carl: Well, I kind of cooked them up. And ate them.
Paul: Carl.
Carl: Well, you know, when you crave hands...
Paul: Why on Earth would you do that?
Carl: I was hungry for hands. Gimme a break.
Paul: CAAAAARRRRRL.
Carl: I had the munchies.
Carl: That only hands would satisfy.
It is awesome that you remembered all of that. You sir, are a true master.
But it is still one of his favourite things... ?