*Crunching* "Mmm, oh yeah, that's very gewd."
"That's a very good whale carcass."
"Shut Up!"
Anthony's Dad: Anthony, are you watching Toy Story again?
Anthony: Dad, leave me alone!
Anthony's Dad: You know it's not real, right?
Anthony: Shut up, it is too!
*Le Dramatic Reveal*
Anthony: *Le gasp*
Ian [Very Muffled]: Me and my pink frosted sprinkled donuts want a rematch!
Anthony: What?
Ian: Me and my pink frosted sprinkled donuts want a rematch!
Anthony: Oh really?! You won't stand a chance against my new favorite food,
Churros!
Ian: Bring it on BITCH!
*Intense nomming*
Anthony: Let's see whose food can be sunglasses!
Ian: I can see the sun!
It's all pink and sprinkle-y!
And it's beautiful!
*buzzer*
Anthony: Ah! Oh! Ah- AH!
OW MY EYES!! AAAHHHHH!!!!
*buzzer*
Anthony: Let's do... THIS ONE!
*sighs*
*sighs again* I can't see it. What does it say?
Ian: It says: "A delicious smoothie"?!
Anthony: You're going down!
Anthony: You're going down! *Pokes Ian's eye*
Anthony: You're going down! Ian: *Screams in pain*
*Blender noises*
Anthony: Mmm!
*Ding!*
Ian: *Chuckles* Anthony doesn't know it,
But I'm gonna add a little secret ingredient to make it taste better!
Yeah, go get 'em mayonnaise!
*More chuckling*
*Even more chuckling* *Blender Noises 2: Electric Boogaloo*
Yes, this is gonna taste so good!
Mm...!
*Ding!*
... mm- BLUGGGGHHHHH!!!!!!
Anthony: How about we do...
Your Mom?!
Ian: *Sighs in frustration*
"Your Mom" jokes are banned in Food Battle 2008!
Anthony: But she's really right here!
(What Ian's Mom is probably thinking: "What the fuck am I doing here?")
Ian: Can we just do something else?!
Anthony: *Sighs* Fine, let's just do this anti-theft device.
Ian: Alright!
Anthony: C'mon churro, you'll take care of those bad guys!
Burglar: Oh sweet!
1099 free hours?! That's like forever! Yeah!
Anthony: NNNOOOOOOO!!!!!!
*Buzzer*
Ian: Hehe, let's see if he can get past this one!
*Bang!* Burglar: *Ded*
Ian: *Trying to be slick with the gun*
It did it!
*Ding!*
Ian: I bet your churro can't be a PINK FROSTED SPRINKLED DONUT!!!
Anthony: YES IT CAN!
Ian: OH REALLY?!
Anthony: YEAH! Ian: YEAH?! NO!
Ian: YEAH?! NO! Anthony: YES!
Ian: Yeah, no! It's 'cause... 'cause your churro isn't pink!
It isn't frosted!
It isn't sprinkle-y!
And it's definitely NOT PINK!
Anthony: Well maybe, but I can make it-
Ian: WELL YEAH?! YEAH?! SO?! YOU KNOW WHAT?!
F**K YOU!!!
Ian: Let's do this donut!
Wait... you're a donut! Haha!
*Ding!*
Anthony: C'mon churro, I'mma throw you in the air,
And you better be a donut when you come down or I'm gonna kill you!
Yeah!
Wh- who- ha- whoa! Woohoo!
You're a donut!
*Ding!*
Anthony: How about...
An explosive?
(If Anthony has sex with that, does that mean he's just fisting the whole time?)
Ian: You better work donut because if you don't, I'm gonna kill your family!
*Beep bleep bloop boop bop*
*Countdown starts running*
Ian: Whoa! Whoa- wha- wha? Wai- wait!
I got- I got- I gotta throw this somewhere!
*Panicking*
Anthony: No! Ian: Huh?!
Anthony: Not my car!
Ian: I gotta get rid of this! It's gonna explode!
*More panicking*
Anthony: NO!!!
Not my pet rock!
Ian: *Even MORE panicking*
???: No!
Benny Jean: Not my damn pet flamingo!
Ian: Ah!
*Whimpering*
*Donut defuses*
*Buzzer*
Ian: I'm gonna kill your family donut!
Anthony: C'mon churro! Let's show Ian what a long, doughy stick of cinnamon can do!
*Cocky laughter*
Hey Ian! Ia- I- It's working!
*More cocky laughter*
Ian: Anthony! That thing's gonna explode!
*Even MORE cocky laughter*
*Coughter from the smoke*
*BOOM!*
Anthony: *Screaming over the loss of the arm* (Nice special effects guys!)
Wait, it worked!
*Ding!*
Ian: I bet my donut can kick your stupid churro's ass at being...
A weapon that can be thrown from thirty feet away to kill somebody!
Anthony: Wow, that sounds really killer! *Chuckling*
OW! MY NUB!
Ian: Alright donut, let's kill some people!
YOU LITTERING DOUCHEBAG!!!
HAAAAAA- HADOUKEN!!!
Dangit!
*Buzzer*
Anthony: Alright, let's do this!
Littering Douchebag: Ugh, I hate Toy Story!
Littering Douchebag (In Anthony's Mind): *Aggressive* UGH! I HATE TOY STORY!
Anthony: *Lame-ass battle cry*
Wha-?!
*Gasps*
*Screaming in terror*
*Groaning in intense pain*
*ded*
Ian: Oh my god!
I left trash on the ground!
Reporter Guy: Ian! Ian!
You've just won Food Battle 2008!
Anthony: *Grunt* Announcer Guy [In the background]: What are you gonna do now?!
Anthony: Eat this, Ian! Grrraah!!!
*Another lame-ass battle cry*
Announcer Guy: *Gets Impaled* Augh!!! I thought he was dead!
Ian: Uhh... He is now!
Announcer Guy: *Groaning in pain* Oh good, in that case,
You've just won Food Battle 2008, what are you gonna do now?
Ian: I'mma go have a party!
Announcer Guy [Still in Pain]: Oh boy, a party! Can I come?
Ian: Yeah!
Announcer Guy: R- really?!
Ian: NOOOOOOO!!!!!!
Barney: Hu hu hu, hey there kids, it's Barney!
Go to smosh.com to view the Food Battle 2008 Bloopers!
I love you!
Anthony: Yeah!