Mordecai: [after seeing commercial] Augh! I can't believe we didn't get tickets.
Rigby: Dude, I told you we should've left early to stand in line, but no, you wanted to finish your work.
Mordecai: Dude, Benson would've snapped his crank if we'd just upped and left work. You gotta be responsible sometimes.
Rigby: And that's why we don't have tickets for wrestling, because all you can think about is Benson's crank.
Mordecai: Oh. You're asking for it, man.
Rigby: You're asking for it, man.
Mordecai: You trying to get me mad? You know what happens when I get mad.
Rigby: Oh, I know.
Mordecai: Listen up, Mysterious Mr. R, Mad Man Mordo's gonna take you down. And I'm not talkin' downtown, I'm talkin' six feet underground!
Rigby: Mad Man Mordo? More like Bland Man Bored-o. When I'm through with you, people will be all like, Ah, what happened to his face?, and I'll be like, Mysterious Mr. R is what happened to his face.
Mordecai: That's it!