Come back from break now. Bun duh duhh!

Open on the kitchen table, which is littered with plastic bowls, filled with pickles. On each side of the table Ben and Joey are sitting there with napkins tucked into the collars of their shirts and two cups full of water. Monica is standing in front of the fridge with a white board. On one side is Joey's name and Ben's is on the other. Ross is massaging Ben's shoulders and Pheobe is massaging Joey's jaw. Chandler is just sitting on the sofa watching TV with Rachael.

Monica: Ok here are the rules.

Rachael: (to Chandler) Seriously, there are rules to this?

Chandler: It's Monica.

Monica: Hey, keep your traps shut over there.

Pheobe: C'mon champ. Eat those pickles. Make them fear your teeth.

Joey: Oh I'm gonna!

Ross: Remember small bites Ben. The smaller the bites, the less your stomach will fill up.

Joey: And the smaller the bites Ben means the slower it will take you to eat the most pickles.

Ben: PHHHHHBBBBBTTTTT!

Joey: Oh that's it, you're going down!

Monica: Ok, no time limit. Whoever eats the most wins. We started you both off with 50 pickles. If you eat all of them, then well….Chandler gets to go get more.

Pheobe: Hey. Chandler's Peter Piper.

Chandler: Yeah only this time I actually get to pick the peck instead of my peck getting picked.

Monica: Keep talking like that and no peck of yours is going to get picked…EVER!

Chandler: (silently) Not like it will happen tonight anyway.

Monica: I HEARD THAT!

Rachael: See, this is why I never wanted to get married.

Chandler: Trust me, it isn't as bad as it seems.

Monica: Ok, on your mark, get set…..GO!

Chandler: (in background) Or maybe it is.

Cut to: Ben and Joey going full bore into the pickles. Ross and Pheobe are cheering and name calling each other. Joey has two pickles in each hand and Ben is only holding one in each hand.

Rachael: Hey chandler, will you go costume shopping with me for Emma? I need some help.

Chandler: But I'm no good at shopping for kids. Plus every time Halloween comes around, I get stuck with stupid costumes that make me look like an ass.

Rachael: (silently) I don't think it is the costume.

Chandler: What?

Rachael: Nothing. Come on, it will be fun. I will even buy rent a costume for you.

Chandler: Anything?

Rachael: Anything. I promise.

Chandler: Ok, but lets get going before I have to go get more pickles.

Rachael: Do you really think that they will eat all of those?

Chandler: It's Joey. Besides, I put a few extra bottles in Joey's fridge.

Cut to: Chandler and Rachael getting up from the sofa and sneaking out without anyone noticing. It was hard for them to notice with Joey and Ben diving into the pickles. We watch as Monica is quickly marking tally's next to each person's name at an incredibly fast pace. Joey stops to take a drink of water and to stare down Ben. Ben notices and just smirks at Joey. Joey takes this personally and is astounded and begins to eat faster.

Ross: C'mon Ben, eat those pickles. Eat those pickles like you have never eaten pickles before!

Pheobe: Imagine it's the best sex you have ever had in your life!

Ross: Hey child here.

Pheobe: Oh right I forgot, sorry Ross, I didn't realize you were still in pre-school!

Ross: (angry) That's it. C'MON BEN KICK HIS ASS!

Cut to: Monica swiftly writing more tally marks and Ross looking at Pheobe, red with anger.

Cut to: Commercial break and cheesy cut music.