Mr Graisson: Ok class, what is 5*2
Mr Garrison: Yes Clyde?
Clyde: 12?
Mr Garrison: Ok, let's someone who is not a complete retard
Kyle: Answer him fat face (directing to Cartman)
Cartman: Don't call me fat, you fucking jew!
Mr. Garrison: Eric, did you just say the F-word?
Cartman: Jew?
Kyle: No, he's talking about "fuck". You can't say "fuck" in school, you fucking fat-ass!
Cartman: Why the fuck not?
Mr. Garrison: Eric!
Stan: Dude, you just said "fuck" again!
Mr. Garrison: Stanley!
Kenny: Fuck!
Mr. Garrison: Kenny!
Cartman: What's the big deal? It doesn't hurt anybody. Fuck-fuckety-fuck-fuck-fuck.
Mr. Garrison: How would you like to go see the school councelor?
Cartman: How would you like to suck my balls?
Mr. Garrison: What did you say?
Cartman: I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Actually, what I said was... [picks up a megaphone]
HOW WOULD YOU LIKE TO SUCK MY BALLS?
Stan: Holy shit, dude.