Fdr

I like it a lot. (Pulls out one of his eyebrows) Ow! (Blows it away)

Kramer

(Tears out another eyelash) Ah! (Blows it away)

Fdr

(Doing the same) Oh! (Blows it away)

Elaine

Oh, God, it's so hot! (Sniffing) What is that smell?

Jerry

(Joking around) I think it's the stench of death.