I am Howie, the human cotton poof! Rar!

Howie: "WTF?"
AJ: "LAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA"
Nick: Ooooh, Age. Ouch! That was a Timberlake all the way, and I've got it on camera!

"Yrgnf. Unf? Fwa? Snor."

Kevin: "Wait...Okay, y'all. I don't know whose hand that is, but it better be a puppet's."
A.J.: *smirk*

"Okay, folks. This is how we do it from now on. Nick, yo, can you be any slower with that popcorn?"

A.J.: "Yesssssss...hole in 54!"
Brian: "Aw, Bone. You're so funny."

Brian: "AAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
Nick: "Brian...dude..it wasn't that funny."
Brian: "AAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

A.J.: "Ha. That's a good one, Rok."
Brian: "No, seriously. How'd you get up there?"

"Check this out y'all. It's a window. Man, that is whacked. Wait a sec, there's bars on it. And what was up with the guys in white coats earlier? What did that sign out front say again? Fellas? Hello? Where'd y'all go?"

Nick: "You were just mean to me, weren't you?"

"Ahahaha! Look! You hit the ball and...*giggle*...it goes over the net...and...Ahahaha!"

"A.J., you get to play with him next."

A.J. "Oh for the love of God."

A.J.: "See, if you just pull on it like this..."
Brian: "Augh! What the hell is that smell!?"

Nick: "You know what they say, man. No shirt, no shoes, no service."
A.J.: "Well I'm fresh out of ideas."

"Eeeeeeeeeeexcellent. Howie's right over there."