"So… are you trying to tell me this ISN'T your fingerprint on this bag of cheesy poofs?" Eric asked. Kyle rolled his eyes.
"That is my fingerprint, Cartman, but that only means that I HANDLED the bag, not that I ate your cheesy poofs." Stan responded. Cartman slammed the bag on the table.
"A LIKELY STORY! Your honor, if you were to examine the bag, you would see that Kyle's fingerprint are on the top of the bag, where you would hold the bag to OPEN it." Cartman said to Butters. Stan rolled his eyes.
"I DIDN'T OPEN YOUR CHEESY POOFS! They're not even yours!" Kyle exclaimed. Cartman sighed.
"Oh yes they are, Stan! Do you not see the 'Property of Eric Cartman' written in black sharpie on the bag?" Cartman asked. Kyle rolled his eyes.
"That could have been written after you collected the evidence. But I don't get why you're making such a HUGE fuss over a few cheesy poofs!" Kyle exclaimed. Eric gasped.
"You don't think it's IMPORTANT?" Cartman asked. Kyle huffed.
"Perhaps it is to YOU, but in any case, it's not the point at issue!" Kyle exclaimed. Eric grinned.
"The point… at what?" Eric asked slyly. Kyle sighed.
"At issue!" Kyle said.
"BLESS YOU!" Cartman exclaimed. Kyle rolled his eyes.
"Cartman… just stop it before you embarrass yourself even more." Kyle said. Cartman looked at Butters.
"Milord, I would press for the longest possible sentence." Cartman said. Butters rubbed his knuckles together and then he adjusted his white wig.
"I-oh- get confused when I-uh speak in long sentences, fellas… OH! I see what you mean! Kyle, I sentence you to-uh…" Butters looked down at the paper he was holding and squinted to read the messy handwriting. "Uh… I think this says 'sucking Cartman's balls.'" Butters said. Eric nodded, and Butters picked up the meat cleaver and banged it on the desk. Cartman grinned and Kyle groaned.
"Not again." Kyle said. Cartman walked over to him and leaned towards his ear.
"Justice is served." Cartman whispered into his ear, and then he winked and walked away.