[The sound of Onizuka pouncing on Greg and putting him in a headlock]

Smell me!

NO! *FLAIL*

*vice grip* No seriously dude smell my new deoderant!

Eikichi, please don't torment niichan

... is that the new Old Spice?

*groan* Boys...

It is! It's called Denali!

DUDE! I gotta get me some of that!

... *FACEPALM*

Hey there Greggo, how's your face?

If this is a set up for the "It's killing me" joke I swear I will disown you.