Rick: Heh! I scribbled out that ‘Strong Craig’ doodle last time, but I kin give ya ‘nother go.
Craig: I’m far from an artist, but I feel the need to counteract the ensuing immaturity.
Rick: Psh, immature my ass. Take’a look at this:
Craig: …That’s horrible. And would never happen.
Rick: Yeah, right! I’d have ya swoonin’ if I so much as looked atcha th’right way!
Craig: Oh please. It would go more like this:
Craig: See, much better technically and far more true to life.
Craig: An accurate depiction of our home life~?
Rick: Am I goddamn footrest?
Craig: It would seem so.
Rick: Are those bunny slip—DADDY’S READIN’?
Craig: A great deal better than feeding your bloated ego.
Rick: MY bloated ego? Sweetheart, you got a nasty wake up call comin’ atcha.
Craig: We have an audience, why not ask them? Perhaps you’d like to make this interesting?
Rick: …’m listenin’
Craig: The one with the most votes gets to have their drawing be the truth. Deal?
Rick: Gotcherself a deal.
Whose drawing is better?
Craig: !?! A lady?!
Rick: Gahaha, hold on, hold on, I got it, gimme a pen
Rick: Lookin’ for summat more like this?
Craig: That’s preposterous, I don’t look a thing like—
Rick: Hold on, I ‘kin do ya one better. Where’s that picture Ethan was gigglin’ ‘bout drawin’ earlier?
Craig: Oh don’t you dare…
Rick: THERE, how’s THAT manly for ya!
Rick: Y’okay, Peaches?
Rick: Yep, purty proud’a that one
Craig: Hahahaaa… I’mgoingtokillyou, heeheehee…