because someone has to keep the fandom alive.

Tim: Okay, what about those ones flying over there?

Reed, handing him a thermos: Milk and sugar.

Joel: Thanks.

Joel: [drinks]

Joel: ...Wait, is this just milk and sugar?

Chris: So you're here to pick him up?

Reed: Don’t worry babe, I got this.

*Reed begins to shake rapidly and illuminates*

Joel: WH-

Reed: I swallowed a flashlight!

Josh: It was because shut up.

Joel: YAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Reed: I do!

Carl: it would be way too rewarding.

Paul: The scheduled walloping time isn’t for another half hour.

Sean: My mom specifically instructed me to have a good day.

Reed: Wounding me emotionally would pay much higher dividends.

Joel: I’d rather just do it myself.

Matt: I’ll open my mouth and swallow your whole arm.

Marcus: My face is full of boiling hot water that will shoot out everywhere if you punch me.

Sean: *rips of paper* Boom.

Josh: *looks at camera* Twistex.

Tim: Yes, it was sliced with a knife. The lettuce reacts with the metal of the blade, you see. It stays fresher for longer if you rip it up by hand.

Reed: Well, I never! You enjoy cooking, do you, Tim?

Tim: Me? No, no. Home cooking is far too inefficient. 

Reed: Inefficient?

Tim: Absolutely. Individuals catering for themselves is a waste of time and energy. Pizza delivery is the answer.

Sean: That’s ridiculous. Name one example.

Matt: Wasps.

Byron: Spiders.

Marcus: Chihuahuas.