Your Pretty Face Is Going to Hell2013

Troy:
Hey, Ben, how many balls you think Eddie's got? We need a pair of balls clamps.

Gary Bunda:
Yeah, he's not Charlie Chaplin.

Ben:
How many of you jackoffs does it take to work one clamp?

Troy:
Where's this coming from?

Gary Bunda:
Whoooo!

Eddie:
Wow.

Gary Bunda:
No, Troy is working with me, alright. We are working, man. We don't sit at a desk all day.

Ben:
What do you want from me? You guys check 'em out, you don't check 'em back in.

Gary Bunda:
You don't work on the floor, you don't know what it's like. People walk into the lava, it melts the clamps. I cut off a pair of dick and balls, clamps go into a canyon. I don't have the hours in the daaaaaaay to go looking for these clamps, okay? I'm not some ball boy in Wimbledon.

Ben:
I got some binder clips.

Gary Bunda:
Oh, my god.

Troy:
Binder clips?

Ben:
And I got a rock. You can shove this up his ass.

Gary Bunda:
This is amateur hour.

Ben:
Look, until Satan order more clamps, you're gonna have to do with the clips.

Troy:
Alright, you know what? We'll take the -- We'll take the rocks, too. Give us the rocks.

Ben:
Okay, here's a big one. [throws the rock aggressively to the employees]

Troy:
You don't have to throw 'em!

Gary Bunda:
Let's go. We can shove these up his ass.

Ben:
You guys have a nice day.

Troy:
Have a nice day up your ass, Ben.