Humorous Debate on Fame and Death Counts

Hey, Che, you gonna come help me move Engels?

Poor guy's been depressed ever since he realized I'm way more famous than he is.

Yep. Whatever you say, boss.

Oh.

Wait.

Jungle dwarf,

you just called Karl boss?

Yeah.

Well, you know,

actually, uh, it-

Shh.

It's not right that Karl's the boss.

It should be me.

Are you nuts, you split lemon?

I'm the most famous one out of all of us.

The most famous in China. That's not hard.

Over there, as many people are born every second as I've got mustache

hairs.

We could even count the ball hairs.

Oh.

I'm saying that because I've already seen Joseph coming out of the shower, and it

was ...

Hairy.

You're no fun. Keep arguing.

Honestly, guys, there's nothing to discuss.

Without me, none of you would even exist. I built the house.

You just live in it.

That's a fucking joke. You haven't killed anybody. Zero.

Nada. That's how we keep score, and at that game, even

that idiot Gavald is way

better than you.

Thanks, man.

You're thanking him?

You didn't notice he was making fun of you?

No.

I told you he's an idiot.

All right then. It's settled. If whoever racked up the most deaths

is the boss,

I obviously win.

Oh, yeah? And what are your numbers, huh? I did 20 million.

80 million.

Cite your sources. I don't believe a fat lemon could beat me.

Okay, Google,

who killed more people, Mao or Stalin?

Communist China under Mao caused four times more deaths than the

regime of Joseph Stalin.

And boom, in your face.

Google's shit. That's a Jewish thing.

You talking about the Jews?