Wendy: Kyle...
Kyle: Yeah?
Wendy: Truth or dare?
Kyle: Um, dare?
Stan: Dude!
Kyle: What?!
*Wendy and Bebe whisper to each other*
Wendy: Kiss Bebe on the lips.
Kyle: WHAT?! Sick dude, I'm not kissing a girl!
Wendy: What's a matter, Kyle?
Kyle: It's just wrong, that's all...
Stan: Don't be a chicken dude, just close your eyes.
Kyle: What the hell have you gotten me into?
Stan: Dude, Cartman is in his clubhouse playing truth or dare with girls right now, do you really want him to beat us?
Kyle: *Sigh* Oh boy...
*Bebe kisses Kyle on the lips*
Kyle: Sick! AHHHHH, fucking sickning! *Runs out of clubhouse*
Bebe: Wow, look at that ass! Shake it baby!
