ANGELICA PICKLES: so who do you think is going to ask you to the prom?

HELGA PATAKI: I don't know, I was hoping Arnold, but I think he's still dating that mayo slut.

ANGELICA: no way! Arnold and Patty are still hooking up?

HELGA: I mean I think so, but whatever, I'm over it. At least my father's not in a wheelchair.

ANGELICA: Helga! That's a terrible thing to say!

HELGA: shit, I know, I'm sorry...I can be such a bitch sometimes.

ANGELICA: mm-hmmm...so back to the point, is there anyone else you might want to go with?

HELGA: I don't know, I actually think that new foreign exchange student Rocko is pretty cute.

ANGELICA: oof I wouldn't go there, I think he's been spending a lot of time with Skeeter if you catch my drift

HELGA: damn! That accent always throws me! I guess I'm not too surprised to hear that, and Skeeter and Doug always were a bit too close. I never believed the whole "bagging nematodes" excuse anyway, we all knew what they were really doing on their Bluff Scout trips.

ANGELICA: yeah and that Mr. Dink probably didn't help, what a creeper.

HELGA: Ew, yeah, he is such a perv...so who do you want to go to the prom with?

ANGELICA: well, I haven't really thought about it. I guess I just always assumed I would go with Roger, but I guess I better find someone else now that we broke up.

HELGA: oh yeah, sorry to hear about that. You guys were perfect for each other.

ANGELICA: I know, I'm still really sad about it. We were both, like, in such dark, mischievous places in our lives until we started dating. I just hope neither of us fall back into our old habits.

HELGA: yeah, and he has all that crazy oil money.

ANGELICA: shoot girl! That's probably the saddest part about it! He bought me those Nancy Spumoni snow boots I wanted for Christmas.

HELGA: you got those?! My parents got me a pair and I stupidly gave them away to Arnold to help his Asian border reconnect with his daughter. The Vietnamese are always f'ing my shit up.

ANGELICA: HELGA! Again! chill!

HELGA: crap, wow, I know. That was a bad one, sorry again.

ANGELICA: let's just forget about it...hey! You know who I'd like to go with?

HELGA: who?

ANGELICA: Otto Rocket

HELGA: bitch, please! That kid is so burnt out- he can barely finish a sentence.

ANGELICA: I'm sure I care to listen to him speak. Have you seen his abs?

HELGA: true story.