Hey, Butters,how you holdin' up, man ?
Aw... hey, fellas.
We got youa present, Butters.
I'll put it here on yournightstand
'cause none of us wanna touchyou since you got queefed on.
Butters, I'm afraidthings have gotten worse.
All the women suddenlythink that...
queefing is funny.
Calm down, Butters !
The men aretaking action.
But we need to takeyour picture.
My picture ?
You're going to be the faceof queef abuse, Butters.
So that we can makepeople open their eyes.
The Boys visit a bed-ridden Butters.