Gonzo: *walks into my bedroom* Ryan? What are you still doing here???
I'm sick Gonzo...
Gonzo: Oh, well I'll get some Kleenex!
No, I think I'll need a bucket...oh my stomach...
Gonzo: Eww, um...ok...well, Lew, Ed, and Mahna Mahna left. They said happy birthay again.
Alright Gonzo. Will you let me sleep now?
Gonzo: Yeah...Ew...