Metalocalypse2006

Nathan Explosion:
[hungover] Why do I drink so much before stupid Fan Day?

William Murderface:
[also hungover] I believe you drink *because* it's Fan Day.

Nathan Explosion:
Oh, I don't w - don't talk to me about that. Wait, where's Skwisgaar?

Toki Wartooth:
Oh, I don't think he's gonna be here for awhile. [he chuckles] He had a... very big night with a... very *huge* fan.

Nathan Explosion:
Yeah, we were all up late.

Toki Wartooth:
Not me. I actually gots good rest.

Pickles the Drummer:
[also hungover] Can you please... just be quiet for a second?

Toki Wartooth:
Oh, what's wrong, Pickle? You just need to eat something. Your name is Pickle... maybe you should try pickle-herring sandwich, famous from Oslo! [he puts the sandwich on Pickles' plate]

Fan:
[Pickles gags, runs for the door, and throws it open, only to be confronted by a mob of fans] OH YEAH, PICKLES!

Pickles the Drummer:
[Pickles slams the door in their faces] God! Everywhere I go, there's fans everywhere! Can't I just throw up in my own house? [he grabs his stomach] Urgh!

William Murderface:
Oh, God! So what are you, bulimia?

Nathan Explosion:
Oh, great. Now you're gonna start a whole chain reaction puke... th... a-thon.

Toki Wartooth:
[Pickles gags and his cheeks bulge. Murderface, Toki, and Nathan follow suit. They all vomit their food back up, except Nathan, who glances around, then pukes blood everywhere] Oh, blood puke! Good song title! Someone write that - oh, wait, we already wrote that. Good song, though.

Nathan Explosion:
Ohh... urgh... I think I need another liver transplant.