Fellas! Hey fellas! I got it! I got my semen sample!
Yeah. I was up there poundin' my wiener for two days straight, and finally, I thought about Stan's mom's boobs, and this little tiny spooge of... this white stuff came out.
That's great, Butters, but we're not playing Detective anymore. We're playing Laundromat owners.
Would you like those pants cleaned for four ninety five?