Listen, Holiday Ranter, I'm just a kid, and Tommy's just a weird alien chicken man. Even if we save your life, your security cameras will give the wrong idea to the police.
Yes, they saw you thrusting into an electric box!
You didn't know?!
Does that mean the cops saw-
I have security cameras?!
Now, if you excuse me, I'm leaving.
Oh, shitcakes.
Guys, wait! Just listen. I'm sorry you guys saw me ejaculating constantly during our sleepover, but I never meant to hurt you. I will always have your back, even if you don'r have mine because you're what gives my life meaning. I love you guys. And when I was masturbating, I only masturbate when I'm happy, and that day was so much fun, I just had to because of my love of you guys. I was masturbating for you. I know that may not be a good enough excuse, but if you can find it in your heart to- AAAH! It's heating up, get my dick out!
I couldn't leave you to die! I remembered the montage!
You came back, Michael Bay?!
I think I'm gonna masturbate.
So, now that we got you out of that, how shall we celebrate?