Kyle: I think I know the answer, Mr. Garrison!
Cartman: I think I know the answer, Mr. Garrison!
Kyle: Shut up, fat boy!
Cartman: Hey, don't call me fat, you f*ckin' Jew!
Mr. Garrison: Eric, did you just say the F-word?
Cartman: ....Jew?
Kyle: No, he's talking about "f*ck." You can't say "f*ck" in school, you f*ckin' fat ass!
Mr. Garrison: Kyle!
Cartman: Why the f*ck not?
Mr. Garrison: Eric!
Stan: Dude, you just said "f*ck" again!
Mr. Garrison: Stanley!
Kenny: (Muffled) f*ck.
Mr. Garrison: Kenny!
Cartman: What's the big deal? It doesn't hurt anybody. f*ck, f*ckity, f*ck-f*ck-f*ck.
Mr. Garrison: How would you like to go see the school counselor?
Cartman: How would you like to suck my balls?
Mr. Garrison: What did you say?!!
Cartman: U-uh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Actually, what I said was... Ahem...HOW WOULD YOU LIKE TO SUCK MY BALLS, Mr. Garrison?
Stan: Holy sh*t, dude.