Kyle Sweet Kyle        Roast more of Cartman please Maybe that'll burn those extra pounds of his

Cartman: AYY! I'm not fat! I'm buff.

Kyle: Suuuuure whatever you say...fatass.

Cartman: AY! DON'T CALL ME FAT YOU FUCKING JEW!

Amber: Eric! Did you just saw the f-word?!

Cartman:......jew?

Kyle: No! She's talking about fu-...Wait. we're not doing the cursing in class shit again Amber. I was told to roast fatass more not to recreate something that happened years ago.

Amber: Aww....well lets get started!

Kyle: You such a fat piece of lard. You competed in a special race pretending to be a retard.  You cat tries to love you but all you do is neglect her. We all wish you'd treat us better. But you don't realize! You're making some people want to commit suicide. Oh wait, didn't you try that shit also. Which ended with you screeching "HEIDI NOOOO!". We're so sick of you're bullshit! Couldn't you just quit it? You're such a munipulating, fucking piece of shit and you only care about yourself! Couldn't find a rhyme for that last part. That was just truth. You motherfucker.

Cartman: FAK YOU KAHL!

Everyone else:*laughing on the floor*

Cartman: Again. Screw you guys..I'm going home.