*Fell In Love With a Girl plays for theme song*
*camera fades in to Omar cooking mexican rice and Jack White cooking brisket*
Omar: Hey jack?
Jack: Yeah Omie.
Omar: Okay seriously dude, shut up with the Omie thing, it makes us look gay.
Jack: Fine jebus, it's just a joke.
Omar: Jokes usually last for about a day, maybe two days if they're funny enough.
Jack: *silent*
Omar: YOU'VE BEEN CALLING ME OMIE SINCE YOU MOVED IN!!!
Jack: *drops spoon in birsket*
Omar: And now you fucked up the brisket.
Jack: NO WAY, I CLEANED THE SPOON, I SWEAR!!!
Omar: Oh okay good. *continues cooking rice*
Jack: I've gotta take a crap. *walks to restroom*
*phone rings and Omar picks it up*
Omar: Hello?
Person on telephone: WAZZZAA!!!????
Omar: Oh hey David Lee Roth.
DLR: Who you calling David??? My name's Diamond Dave motherf**ker!!!
Omar: Riiiiiggggggghhhhhht. So yeah, wadya want?
DLR: Umm, can I borrow some sugar?
Omar: Sure, let me get the sugar and take it to your house.
DLR: Don't worry, I'm already at your house.
Omar: Que que?
*David Lee Roth yells Panama thusly scaring Omar*
Omar: HOW THE HELL DID YOU GET IN HERE?!?!?!?!
DLR: I woke up in here in a vomity mess.
*Omar shakes head*[-X
*camera fades in to Omar cooking mexican rice and Jack White cooking brisket*
Omar: Hey jack?
Jack: Yeah Omie.
Omar: Okay seriously dude, shut up with the Omie thing, it makes us look gay.
Jack: Fine jebus, it's just a joke.
Omar: Jokes usually last for about a day, maybe two days if they're funny enough.
Jack: *silent*
Omar: YOU'VE BEEN CALLING ME OMIE SINCE YOU MOVED IN!!!
Jack: *drops spoon in birsket*
Omar: And now you fucked up the brisket.
Jack: NO WAY, I CLEANED THE SPOON, I SWEAR!!!
Omar: Oh okay good. *continues cooking rice*
Jack: I've gotta take a crap. *walks to restroom*
*phone rings and Omar picks it up*
Omar: Hello?
Person on telephone: WAZZZAA!!!????
Omar: Oh hey David Lee Roth.
DLR: Who you calling David??? My name's Diamond Dave motherf**ker!!!
Omar: Riiiiiggggggghhhhhht. So yeah, wadya want?
DLR: Umm, can I borrow some sugar?
Omar: Sure, let me get the sugar and take it to your house.
DLR: Don't worry, I'm already at your house.
Omar: Que que?
*David Lee Roth yells Panama thusly scaring Omar*
Omar: HOW THE HELL DID YOU GET IN HERE?!?!?!?!
DLR: I woke up in here in a vomity mess.
*Omar shakes head*[-X