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I swear, if he says that one more time I'm gonna kill him.

I hate you, Zuckerberg.

and call all the pet stores in the phone book.

Now Stanley, Aunt Flo only visits once a month. Be nice.

- Yes. - Oh, well it's about friggin time you showed up!

- Can do. - Screw you.

Now it's not our fault you disrespected the bodies of this land's native people,

- Here he comes. - Hey Cartman, did you bring us money from your mom?

hamble folks without to tation

and the Evil Eric Cartman from a parallel universe.

- You can't be standing their Cartman. - Why the hell not?

DON'T TOUCH MY KITTY!

Hey! You back stabbing sell-out.

- Aunt Flo? - Ya. Every time she shows up my mom turns into a total bitch.

It's all taken care of, Stanley.

Dude, this is hella-weird.

I hate you, Zuckerberg.

Don't worry Evil Cartman, you're staying with us.

- Give me that gun kid. - Up yours evil twin.

I don't know. I was drunk.

In my world, you're a skinny, white insurance salesman.

- Dammit! - What? - That's the ninth return I've had this week.

- Thought you could get away from us, huh Cartman. - Please.