"Guaranteed rib-cracking laughs, or your money back!"
"Hiya kids! It's me, Slappy!"
Rolf comes from a long line of village buffons? Huh. I always thought he was the son of a shepherd.
Going a little underground there, aren't you, Ed?
Ed performing 2 divided by 3.
Ed still performing 2 divided by 3.
Edd doing some final calculations.
The jawbreaker divider coming down upon the jawbreaker...
...though ultimately sends it flying.
Plank gets hit by the jawbreaker.
Well, Jonny's gonna enjoy this once the pain fades.
"Eddy! That's my jawbreaker!"
This may just be why they discontinued the promotion.
Rolf disciplines the Eds.
ARE YOU NOT ENTERTAINED? ARE YOU NOT ENTERTAINED? IS THIS NOT WHY YOU ARE HERE?
No, we're here to see three morons try to not break some eggs.
The Eds staring at the Jawbreaker.
Edd washing the grass stains from his socks.
"Hey good-looking, what's cooking?"
"Oh Eddy, I have cranberry sauce!"
The soles of Jonny's sandals missing.
Ed gesturing Eddy over to his toaster.
"Well, Eddy, you have yet to mess with the rest."
Ed thinking before realizing the jawbreaker is not in the water.
"Come back, Slovak jawbreaker, wherever you are!"
"It sorta tastes like chicken!"