Mr. Blood: God damn, Uncle Creepy, you deaf or somethin boy? Maybe the sound of your own voice put you to sleep? God knows it damn near did us in. You didn't hear when Smokey told your dumb ass that we were gonna get one of the tard twins to ourselves? O'course you are more than welcome to come on down there with him, maybe even join in the fun yourself, see if you can take us on, because make no mistake about it, by the time we are done with y'all, all three of you will be back in the hospital where you belong, and you boyo? you're gonna be in a fucking full body cast, so that you can't cause no more trouble.
Mr. Black: We're gonna enjoy breaking you
Mr. Blood: and I know what your dumb ass is gonna say "But I'm not a wrestler, I'm just a pretend doctor" Hell I don't care if you call yourself Doctor Phil, and I could give a fuck if you sue us after, or some dumb ass pig tries to arrest me, you think Black and me ain't never had to deal with the pigs before? Let me make this real clear boy, some things are worth almost any amount of money, and after that shit you pulled, breaking you in fucking half just jumped to the top of that list.
Mr. Black: Damn right it did.
Mr. Blood: Of course to get to you, we gotta get through that mountain of stupid and shock treatments that you like to pretend is a team, or your dates, depending on the mood. See, next week we get to break the first tard, then with him out of the way, Full Throttle? Hell that's gonna be a fucking massacre. Your boys never had a chance going in, but now? Now it's just gonna be that much bloodier.