Meatwad: Carl, this is so sweet, really. You didn’t have to do this, it’s-
Frylock: What the hell is this?
Carl: Well, it’s a fishing rod. You see it folds up. You know it put it in your-I got about a hundred of them. Well, they make pretty good gifts if you don’t, you know, give a crap about who you’re givin them to.
Meatwad: Heh, thank you. But, uh, this child will have no need to fish, ’cause if he wants fish, he’ll just yank one out of midair. Cause he’s-
Carl: Yeah, yeah, yeah. Fryman told me there.
Carl: You.. uh. You sure you wasn’t raped?
Meatwad: No, but I was raped with joy.
Carl: So.. there’s gonna be another one of you animals running around over here. Great. We’ll start a zoo. Super.