Glenn: Okay, oh, um... Oh, uh, hey, Peter. Do you want to go down to the spice market in Bethlehem?
Garrett: Whoa, Judas, why is your penis hanging out?
Glenn: Wha- No, it's not.
Garrett: [whispers] You have to say yes and go along with it.
Glenn: Oh, oh, uh, okay. Uh, I just wanted you to see it.
Garrett: Judas, we've talked about this, and I know Brad has pulled you aside and told you to stop. It's not cool, it's not funny, and it's starting to make people uncomfortable.
Glenn: Oh, okay. Well, then I'll put it away.
Garrett: Thank you. Now, can I interest you in some figs or some dates? Judas, why is your penis out again?
Glenn: Well, I thought I put it away.
Garrett: Well, obviously you didn't. 'Cause there it is right in my face.
Glenn: Oh, I'm so embarrassed.
Garrett: Now get out of my hovel!
Glenn: Oh, okay. I'll get on my donkey and ride.
Garrett: That's not a donkey. That's a rock.
Glenn: But I said it was a donkey.
Garrett: You're wrong. It's a rock.