“Stan: Man, recess sucks without any slides or nothing.
Cartman: [Damien approaches] Oh, here comes the unholy butthole now. Hey! Thanks a lot for burning everything down, you little bitch!
Damien: I a-pologize for ruining your playground and turning your friend into a duck-billed platypus. I was doing my father's bidding. I didn't have a choice.
[Cartman farts beside him.]
Cartman: Oh! Excuse me, new kid. I didn't mean to fart on you, I didn't have a choice.
[Damien looks angry enough to burst a blood vessel, but he does nothing]
Stan: Phew! You stink, new kid. You smell like a fart.
Kyle: Yeah, we're gonna call you fart-boy from now on.
[Damien walks away from them]
Stan: Bye bye, fart-boy!
Kyle: See you!
Pip: Good day, how are you, Damien?
Damien: Those guys farted on me, and then called me...
Pip: Fart-boy? Oh, good! Perhaps they won't call me that anymore.”
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