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"Stoley got me into hentai," Clyde explained, flipping through Kenny's Playboy. Kenny didn't have a computer at home, but his father had always kept stacks of old magazines lying around, which Kenny would help himself to and conveniently "forget" to return. "I didn't think I'd be into it, 'cause it's cartoons, y'know?, but it's pretty cool."
Kenny always talked to Clyde and Butters about chicks and porn, since Stan preoccupied himself only with Wendy, Kyle was prude, and Cartman was probably gay (for aforementioned prude). Surprisingly, Butters watched more porn than Kenny and Clyde put together ("Back Door Sluts 9" really got him hooked; and onto some kinky shit, to say the least).
"Aww," Cartman cooed, leaning over the back of their seat, wearing that aggravating smirk. "Are you two bonding over tentacle porn?"
"I wasn't watching tentacle porn!" Clyde defended, though Kenny guessed he may have been lying, by the way his face instantly turned red.
"Whatever, fags." Cartman disappeared into his own seat, though Butters' head popped up a second later.
"Hey, fellas!"
"Hey, Butters," Kenny said, "have you seen Liane Cartman's new scheisse video?"
"Shut up, Kinny. Don't make me hop over this seat and kick your ass," was Cartman's empty threat.
"Did she really make another video?!"
"Nah, I was just messin' with Cartman."
"Aw, hamburgers."
"You're into some fucked up shit," Clyde noted. "Literally..."
"I'm seriously, guys... Stop talking about my mom."