You, Evil Rob and Evil Joe had been baking a pie. Why…? Uhm… I don’t know. You were just making a pie. Maybe you wanted to eat it, yeah, you wanted to eat one.

“(EVIL) JOE STOP EATING THE FLOUR!”

Evil Rob yelled, whacking Evil Joe with a random baking sheet, making a metallic slam because Evil Joe was a robot, like every other Evil member.

“YOU STUPID- oh my god… OH MY GOD! MOUTH-WORDS! I CAN SAY NORMAL MOUTH-WORDS!!”

He started, you could tell he was going to ramble and ramble on now..