Jeff: Did you call me Fat Jeff?

Mr. Dog Poop: Sorry, just sinuses. I did call you Fat Jeff.

Jeff: Say my name. Another reference. He doesn't get.

Mr. Dog Poop: Probably 99.9% of the people didn't see Breaking Bad.

Jeff: I am offended by your comment. I have nothing else to say.

Mr. Dog Poop: I mean, you're offended by me.

Jeff: I watched it eight times start to finish. It's the best cinema that's ever been made. The best. It's huge. I don't know why I'm breaking into Walter White slash Donald Trump here.

Mr. Dog Poop: I don't know, maybe you saw this, but I guess Donald Trump went on some tirade about Rihanna's Super Bowl performance or something. Did you see anything about that?

Jeff: No. I don't know who his tirade was, but I don't know that I disagree with Rihanna doing the halftime show this year. But I did see to attack Trump, one of his lapdogs went after Ron DeSantis wife. Because she goes by her middle name instead of her first name.

Mr. Dog Poop: Oh, yeah.

Jeff: That's apparently a huge breaking story. No, it's actually not that weird.

Mr. Dog Poop: Well, so should we start a pool? What name is Trump going to come up with for Ronnie DeSantis? Sleepy Ronnie?

Jeff: Oh, he’ll call him Ron DeSanctimonious.

Mr. Dog Poop: Oh, Ron DeSanctimonious.

Jeff: I mean, it's great. It's like, wait, the only thing I hated about Ron DeSantis was his connection to Trump. And now Trump's villainizing him.

Mr. Dog Poop: Yeah, I mean, they were best friends.

Jeff: Now they're making me like this guy.

Mr. Dog Poop: Now they're mortal enemies. They're going to be mortal enemies. They're going to battle it out. And the only person left is Joe fucking Biden.

Jeff: Winner winner, chicken dinner.

Mr. Dog Poop: Winner winner, chicken dinner.

Jeff: Are you going to say, hey, chicken dinner, huh? Huh?

Mr. Dog Poop: I mean, Trump likes Kentucky Fried Chicken, right? Doesn't he do Kentucky Fried Chicken commercials?

Jeff: He shouldn't.

Mr. Dog Poop: Or does he eat buckets? I mean, there's pictures. Look on the internet. Trump and Kentucky Fried.

Jeff: He should be their spokes model. I'm not a fan of that.

Mr. Dog Poop: Ivanka Trump is a spokes model for Goya canned ham. And Donald Trump is the spokes model for Kentucky Fried Chicken and becoming fat and couch ridden.

Jeff: I can't talk about Goya can ham.

Mr. Dog Poop: Some bad memories.

Jeff: Really problematic times for me.

Mr. Dog Poop: Yeah. I mean, if we make it through science week, if we get these experiments done.

Jeff: Oh, let's get one done.

Mr. Dog Poop: If we make it through science week, next week we're going to be back to be back to kitchen appliances and cooking and burning ourselves.

Jeff: So, what's the magic sand plan?

Mr. Dog Poop: I don't know. I forgot where we were at. Because I mean, you left. 50. Oh, we got 50 milliliters of water. Did you get hot water or cold water?

Jeff: I got room temperature water.

Mr. Dog Poop: Okay. Room temperature. Because Chris was worried that you were getting hot water.

Jeff: I don't have a hot water dispenser in my house.

Mr. Dog Poop: You don't have a hot water dispenser. Pour 50 milliliters of water into a cup. Pour the magic sand into the water and pick up the sand with a spoon. The sand is actually dry.

Jeff: Where is the spoon?

Mr. Dog Poop: The one-gram spoon. One gram spoon, the purple.

Jeff: There's a coke spoon in here.

Mr. Dog Poop: So, they actually have a method. No, there's no coke spoon. Nobody's using it for coke. Maybe clearing sinuses, but not coke.

Jeff: I was talking about Coca-Cola. What are you talking about?

Mr. Dog Poop: Coca-Cola. Coca-Cola. One gram of Coca-Cola equals one milliliter of Coca-Cola. All right, so I'm supposed to put a spoonful in here, or I'm supposed to put the magic sand. So, I poured the magic sand in the water. Okay. And then I'm supposed to scoop the magic sand. Look at that. It's completely dry. I thought we were putting a coating on it.

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