Handy: I need adrenaline. I am extremely, (iNhaLe) BORED AND TIIRREEEEEDDDDD
Petunia: "Weeeell that's your fault -v-"
Handy: it's my fault I don't have hands??- you son of a!- a- uhhh- um- you son of a brick! Yeah, u-uh a brick! yeah!
Petunia: "Well no, i mean it's your fault by not entertaining yourself TvT"
Handy: I can't entertain myself without my hands
Sniffles: Well I do have these hand puppets but uh.. No hands.
Lumpy: What is this? -looking at a cardboard box-
