"....Uuuuuuuuhhhhhhh....
"Hey trash, Ross here, today I'm goin' a be f*QUACK*ing on Minecraft. We're doin Parkour with f*QUACK* bad Max cause he's baaaad.....
"....sigh, you know Max, this is so easy, sometimes it makes me want to suck my *QUACK*. I wish Mountain Dew had a *QUACK* flavuh. You can dew it Max, I'm clappin my cheeks for yuh."

"Ross, you know what a perv you are sometimes?"

"That's what they all say. Deep down, they wanna f*QUACK* with me. NO-I-I FELL! *QUACK QUACK QUACK* At least the comment section's laughing right?"

"Yeah, got to get the views somehow."

"Here's a scenario for yuh Max. If...we were camping, and hypothetically-hypothetically like a pack of wolves was in the area-would you help me take a sh*QUACK* in the woods?"

"Well I know how bad your sh*QUACK*s are, but if it was a matter of life or death, yeah I'd help you bro."

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN MY sh*QUACK*s are bad?"

"I didn't-" "No I-"

"MY sh*QUACK*s are BEAUTIFUL. If I made my sh*QUACK*s a national landmark, tourists would come to see them more than Old Faithful. HOW COULD YOU SAY MY sh*QUACK*s are bad?!"

"Well, they're sh*QUACK*s, dude."

"f*QUACK* you!"

"Come on! You asked if I'd help you in the woods, and I said I would! What do you want from me?!"

"You're bulsh*QUACK*, YOU INSULTED MY sh*QUACK*s!!"

-------When did Ross ever go wrong?