Ed, Edd n Eddy, Season 2

Ed:
Okay. I dare you, Eddy, to sprout the wings of a bat and stomp like a zombie while whistling Row, Row, Row Your Boat through a car wash.

Edd:
Ed, try a more reasonable dare, please.

Ed:
Okay, I dare Eddy to be Double D.

Edd:
Eddy act like me? Why, that's–

Eddy:
Stupid, Ed. You blew your chance to–

Edd:
Y'know, Eddy. It could be quite intriguing. Why, I'd be flattered if you were to mimic me.

Eddy:
Let's see, where do I start? [proceeds to mimic Double D] The wind conditions are absurd. The lean is too steep for the fat.

Ed:
Good Double D, Eddy. [Double D chuckles]

Eddy:
[pretends to strain to budge the bottle, unable to move it an inch] Oh, dear. The unsanitary. My skinny arms cannot bear the weight. Oh oh I know. I'll move it with my brain.

Edd:
[sarcastic] Ha, ha, ha. Very good, Eddy. [spins the bottle] Can we resume playing? [The bottle settles on him.] Oh dear.

Eddy:
Ha! I dare ya to be Ed. Go on, flatter him.

Edd:
Well, I suppose I could, but only if Ed will be Eddy.

Ed:
I can do Eddy, I practiced. [pushes his eyes together] Can it, Double Dweeb!

Eddy:
Whaddya mean you practiced?

Ed:
Shut up, Sockhead!

Eddy:
Please, 'Eddy'. You're invading my personal space. [pushes Ed away. The Eds laugh]

Eddy:
Well?

Ed:
Do me, Double D.

Eddy:
We're waiting.

Edd:
Very well. Uh, let's see now. [manipulates his face so his eyes are spread out across his face] Buttered toast. [The Eds laugh again.]