A/N: Really stupid. If I was on devArt, I'd move this to my scraps. I'm not expecting to get any good reviews for this one.
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"No. No, no, no, no, Cartman. NO!"
"Kyle, just leave him alone. When he gets this tattoo, he's basically sealing his fate. Cartman is going to be alone for the rest of his life."
"Heh heh, Cartman, check out this sweet tattoo I'm getting."
"Sweet, man. I should of thought of getting titties on my balls!"
"Um-uh, Eric, I d-don't think Kyle's v-very happy about this."
"Like I give a crap what Kahl thinks, pussy."
"Hey, check this out. The guy said he can actually put a tattoo on the titties on my tattoo! Fucking killer, dude."
"Nice! Now, I was thinking of getting it maybe on my forearm. Y'know, the regular style."
"Hey, don't you think a tattoo like this would be a little offensive? I run a tattoo parlor kid, not a concentration camp."
"Ay! I'm paying you to shut up and ink me, not run your mouth about morals, hippie!
"Cartman, I will burn down your house and murder your little boyfriend if you get this tattoo."
"Aw, geez! P-please don't let him m-murder me, Eric!"
"Butters, for the last time, we are not dating. Just because you pay for my meals and drive me around... whatever."
"Kyle, I think we should just leave. I skipped out on a date with Wendy because Cartman called me to see the 'most fucking awesome thing ever. I saw, and I think we should go."
"Cartman, you are a racist, intolerant, fat piece of shit, and I will not stand here and just allow you to do this kind of shit!"
"Sticks and stones may break my bones, but you're just jealous because your mom won't let you get a tattoo."
"Kyle, stop! He's not worth it!"
"Let me go, Stan! I'm going to break his fucking legs!"
"Aw, geeze K-Kyle! That's a n-naughty word. N-now I think you should a-apologize to Eric, boy howdy!"
"Apologize? Apologize?!"
"Kyle, don't attack, Butters! He's just an innocent bystander."
"Don't hide behind me, Butters. Go hide behind Kenny."
"Dude, fifty bucks for one stinking tattoo on my balls?! That's twice what my family earns in a year!"
"This is a specialty tattoo, so it costs extra.
"HAHAHAHAHA! God, your family's poor, dude."
"Alright, you guys are getting a bit too rowdy for my shop. I'm afraid I have to ask you to leave."
"Aw, goddamnit. Look what you did Kahl!"
"Serves you right, asshole!"
"C'mon, Kyle. Let's go."
"Y-you mean I don't have to pay fifty bucks for a tattoo no more? Y-yippe!"
"You have to buy my lunch, Butters. C'mon, let's go."
"B-but. Eric, if I spend all m-my allowance on you again I'll get g-grounded for sure!"
"Shut up, faggot."
"Aw, geez!"
"You mean I can't get titties on my balls? Fu-"
"Oh my God! They killed Kenny!"
"I don't really give a fuck anymore, Stan."
"I thought I told you kids to get out of my store!"
"I'm going to kill you for this, you dumb kike."
"Kyle, let's go! Kick Cartman's ass when we don't have homework to do!"
"Gosh, Eric, that store guy sure does look mad. I-I think we should a-apologze."
"Shut up, Butters. Now, I was thinking maybe hot wings..."
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A/N: If you want to know what Cartman was getting on his arm, check the title. If you don't know what that it, do a Google image search on it. If you don't recognize it, then you're not old enough to be reading this, much less watching South Park.. I put this is the Stan/Kyle section because it seems to get the most hits. Sue me. Review, please!
