Talk:The Luck of the Ed/@comment-5389472-20190913193240

Ending I came up with:

Me: I've got good news, and bad news. Double D: What news?

Me: The good news is, I found Eddy's magazines under his bed.

Eddy: My magazines! Oh, thankyouthankyouthankyou!

(He runs to collect them, but I stop him with a Psychic attack)

Me: Not so fast. I found out why you were getting so worked up over some lousy magazines.

(I show everyone present that the magazines are issues of Playboy. Ed and Double D are shocked)

Double D: For shame, Eddy! Hoarding dirty magazines in your room! And you're not even 18!

Eddy: (nervously) Did-did I say my magazines? I-I-I didn't...uh, I mean...my brother...yeah, that's it! They're actually my brother's magazines! I was just, uh, holding on to them.

Double D: You expect us to believe that, Eddy? You said so yourself: everything in your room is yours.

Eddy: Whatever. (to me) My parents don't know about this, do they?

Me: Well, that's kind of the bad news.

(The next day, Eddy is vacuuming the floors in his house, apparently having to do extra chores for a week as punishment for hoarding adult magazines)

Eddy: (angrily, to himself) I'd like to know what dirty stool pigeon squealed on me!

(I stand on a stool making pigeon noises)