Toby: *puts hands over Jim's eyes* Guess who?
Jim: It's either Toby or the cold, clammy hands of death.
Toby: *takes hands away* It's Toby.
Jim: Dang it.
Dang it
Toby: *puts hands over Jim's eyes* Guess who?
Jim: It's either Toby or the cold, clammy hands of death.
Toby: *takes hands away* It's Toby.
Jim: Dang it.