They aren't journalists.

Your cynicism is so special.

Then they should be cracking open the head of the Swiss dude who discovered it.

I'm pretty sure the formula for LSD isnt a secret.

So, he stopped for a cold one after work. I don't see what all the fuss is about.

We've done quiche. The answer is still "no".

No.

Go to bed before I start thinking you're creepy.

Yes.

I'm glad you thought so.

Pastor Joe Bob's wife has a pearl necklace.

Go to bed, Butters.

Not you, the other guy.

Nerd.

Down, boy!

I just started laughing. Aloud.

Exactly. It's not like there is a licensing board for "sexologists".

*Sticks out her foot and trips Butters*

Baby, that's nasty.

I'm going to send you to bed without any supper, Butters.