" You're a Nazi!"
" You're a stupid, Good-for-nothing Kink!"
" At least my mom doesn't whoring around the whole entire town every fricken' night!"
" Don't call my mom a whore, you fucking Jew!"
They were at their lockers, school hasn't start yet and Cartman already start the same immature argument to make Kyle angrily then ever. Their principle, Mr. McWilliams has already given them two weeks of detention for using appropriate languages and yelling and screaming to each other.
Kyle was traumatized as Mr. McWilliams handed him and Cartman blue printed paper that had the word " Detention Week" with their names were on the left side. He never had a detention before, except when he was in forth grade with him, Stan, Kenny and Cartman TP'd their art teacher home. As soon their principle left, Kyle glares at Cartman, furiously.
" Thanks a lot, fat-ass! My mom is totally gonna kill me if she see this!" The Jew put his detention paper inside his coat pocket. Cartman place his arms around Kyle's shoulder.
" Kahl, don't worry about it. I have a miraculous idea of getting out of detention, you can always count on me…..with everything."
Kyle knows this will get him more trouble, basically Cartman gets trouble all the time, so he finally satisfy Cartman's idea.
" Okay. Fine. I hope you know what you're doing, Fat-ass"
He smiles
" Trust me, Kahl. I know what I'm doing"