No, no, no. Let the snow settle. That way you can see the San Francisco in there. Well, C'MERE! Let's see if we can see it TOGETHER! Okay. (Shake punts Meatwad across the room) IT'S NOT A SNOWGLOBE, YOU IGNORAMUS!
WOOOAAAAAHHWOAHWOAHWOAH WAKE UP, Meatwad! *dances* Good Mornin, Frylock! How ya doin? :3 Morning, Meatwad. This is a SICK beat! Why aren't ya dancin'? :3 *stomps on Jukebox* ... Dancing is Forbidden. >:C