The Cooker: "damn, there is those ass holes I hate."
Pete Dick: "which ones?"
The Cooker: "the fucks with the popped collars, you know, those dicks drinking wine at a sports bar."
Pete Dick: "oh yes, the winners of the sperm lottery, don't worry, I have Oak making repairs to their cars right now."
The Cooker: "I guess I should just focus on jacking for beats."
Pete Dick: "and Irish yourself."
TP (returning from playing gay games): "What are you guys talking about?"
The Cooker: "Shut up and Irish yourself"