Eddy: Let's go to my place and make pizza.
Edd: I'll make the sauce.
Ed: I'll get in the way and make a big mess.
Eddy: Ed, stop eating all the cheese!
Ed: Cheese? Swiss.
Eddy: Pepperoni. Italian.
Ed: Slicer, aluminum!
Eddy: [annoyed when Ed fails to find any cash down the sofa] Tell me, Ed. What's it like having buttered toast for a brain?