The One With No Good-Byes [Video]

[twoheadsofcabbage]

[The boys are standing in front of a Barge-normal door. You know what that means kids...]

Our warden flew the coop.

[Scrad announces flatly. Charlie sarcastically adds:]

Big surprise.

[Actually, it is. They liked Drake; thought he was an okay guy. Trusted him, kinda. Almost. This hurts.

Don't expect them to admit that, though.]

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[ichoosefight]

So then what's the question?

[twoheadsofcabbage]

That other stuff.

[Scrad says.]

[ichoosefight]

What, frenemies? Arch-rivals?

[twoheadsofcabbage]

Sure.

[Scrad agrees. Charlie agrees:]

Whatever.

[ichoosefight]

Well, frenemies basically include anyone who I ought to be friends with but can't seem to keep on good terms with. Arch-rivals is a little more complicated.

[twoheadsofcabbage]

Frenemies is a good word, though.

[Scrad says.]

[ichoosefight]

Isn't it, though? Good old Colbert.

[twoheadsofcabbage]

That guy on the Daily Show?

[Charlie asks.]

[ichoosefight]

That's the one, only they gave him his own show.

[twoheadsofcabbage]

There's enough news for that?

[Charlie asks no one in particular.]

[ichoosefight]

There's always more news.

[twoheadsofcabbage]

I dunno...

[Charlie says. Scrad points out:]

They are kinda always saying the same thing.

[ichoosefight]

It's Comedy Central. It doesn't matter if it's the same old news as long as it's funny.

[twoheadsofcabbage]

I meant the news. Are always saying the same thing.

[Scrad says. Charlie agrees:]

I agree with him.

[ichoosefight]

You sound like a couple of old ladies. It doesn't matter what the news is, Colbert is a comedy show.

[twoheadsofcabbage]

We don't sound...old.

[Charlie argues.]

[ichoosefight]

Like a couple of grannies.

[twoheadsofcabbage]

You sound...like a...girl.

[Scrad tries. Fails.]

[ichoosefight]

Ooooh, burn. My manly sensibilities are hurt.

[twoheadsofcabbage]

You started it.

[Scrad mutters. Charlie head-desks into Scrad's shoulder.]

[ichoosefight]

I've learned my lesson, it'll never happen again.

[twoheadsofcabbage]

Good.

[Scrad blurts.]

Sorry, he forgets how to communicate with your species sometimes.

[Charlie says.]

[ichoosefight]

Would that be humans, or females?

[twoheadsofcabbage]

Females.

[Charlie says. Scrad shuts his eyes.]

Shut up, Charlie.

[ichoosefight]

[ She laughs. ] Call it a lucky guess.