Nate:hey Jack you got anything

Jack:yeah in the fridge

Joey:hey Nate get me a glass of malk

Nate:we don't have any malk but we got milk

Jack;that's what he just said

Joey:yeah I just want some malk

Nate:no man your saying it wrong your saying malk like it's a desease

Jack:*chuckles* then how do you say it

Nate:I'm saying it how everyone says it milk m-i-l-k

Jack:yeah like two percent

Joey:like hole malk

Nate:no say milkshake

Joey: milkshake

Nate;now say milk

Joey:malk

Nate:i- are you hearing this

Jack:yeah the man wants a glass of molk

Nate:molk

Jack:GIVE HIM THE MOLK NATE

Carter:Jack inside voices please

Jack:sorry Dad wife's friends

Carter:*leaves*

Joey:NATE POOR ME A GLASS OF MALK

Nate:why are you yelling at me

Jack:just give him the freaking molk

Nate:YOU GUYS AREN'T EVEN SAYING THE SAME THING

Joey; WE'RE ALL SAYING MALK NATE

Nate:NO YOUR SAYING MALK YOUR SAYING-

Jack:MOLK MOLK MOLK

Joey:MALK MALK MAAAALK

Nate:*pulls out a gun* SHUT UP SHUT UP *points the gun at his head*

Jack and Joey pull out guns and aim them at Nate

Jack;you better put it down Nate

Joey:nate dont do it

Nate:YOUT GONNA SHOOT ME IF I SHOOT MYSELF THAT DOESN'T MAKE ANY SENSE

Jack and Joey look at each other then aim the guns at their heads

Jack:NATE PUT THE GUN DOWN

Nate:IM GONNA KILL MYSELF OVER THIS

Joey:DONT DO IT YOUR LIKE A BROTHER TO ME

Nate:AAAAAAAH-