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"Cartman go fix me some tater tots." Cartman looked at the famish Jew across the living room couch, baffled. Did he seriously order him to cook him something? Cartman rolled his eyes, shoving potato chips in his mouth on the living room floor. He snorted. "In your dreams, Jew." "Why not? All you have to do is put them on a plate and put them in the microwave for a minute or two." "Well, if it only takes a minute to heat in the microwave, why don't you fix it for yourself, Jew." Cartman suggested slyly, chuckling at the television screen. Kyle scoffed at his boyfriend's sneering response. He hates it when Cartman refused to get him someth