Gypsy: Oh, mysterious, and powered crystal ball, show me side theres good fortune in my future!
(A pot of gold appears)
Gypsy: Wait a second, what is that? Gold?
Liam: Back off, gypsy women! That there's my pot o' gold!
Gypsy: This is your pot of gold?
Liam: As a matter of fact, it is! Now, give it back!
Gypsy: Fine. There's not much here, anyways.
Liam: What do you mean there's not much, there? That's the bottom list pot o' gold. I probably should have said that!
Gypsy: A bottom list?! Well then, finders-keepers, losers-weepers, you little dork!
Liam: I'm a dork? I'm not too wearing a scarf on me head.
Gypsy: Hey, my mom gave me this! Do you wanna know your future?
Liam: That change the subject, crazy lady!!
Gypsy: If you let me tell your future, I promise we'll talk about your pot of gold.
Liam: Okay, then! Go ahead!
Gypsy: I can see that your name is Lllllllllllllllittle Green Nerdy Guy!
Liam: HEY, that's noy my name!!
Gypsy: I know, your name is Liam. I just like messing with you.
Liam: Heh! Lucky guess.
Gypsy: I can see that you lose your gold, quite often.
Liam: Of--not--not that often.
Gypsy: Okay. Your future is coming into focus. It's about your....About your pot of gold! I can see, I can see your future!
Liam: What is it?
Gypsy: Your future is........I'M NEVER GIVING YOU BACK YOUR POT OF GOLD!! (laughing) Got ya!
Liam: Well, you know, good witch!!
Gypsy: I'm not a witch. I'm a gypsy.
Liam: Well, unlike you, I actually am magicial! So, I'll make you a deal. You give me back pot o' gold, and I'll give you three wishes.
Gypsy: Okay, I wish for more--
Liam: And, before you wish for another gold, or a billion wishes, just go to Annoying Orange fellow are retarded, and guess what? It's against the rules.
Gypsy: Fine, for my first wish, I want the most magicial crystal ball in the whole world!
Liam: You want it? YOUU GOT IT!!
(Liam turns the crystal ball into a basketball)
Gypsy: What the heck? A basketball?
Liam: Uh, yeah. It's so magicial that it even bounces. Ha-ha!
Gypsy: Let me guess. You're about as good as granting wishes as you are as keepin' an eye on your pot of gold?!
Liam: Quit whappin'. More wishes!
Gypsy: Okay, for my second wish, I might as well wish for hoops, so I can shoot around with my new fancy crystal ball.
Liam: YOOOOOOOU GOT IT!!
Gypsy: What is that?
Liam: (playing with his hula hoop) Well, this is your new hoop.
Gypsy: Not a hula hoop, a basketball hoop! I can't even use that!
Liam: (stops playing with his hula hoop) Why not?
Gypsy: Well, maybe, I can use it as a crappy bracelet.
Liam: (holding the hula hoop) All right! Besides, I can dig her out. I know, you can use your third wish to make it better!
Gypsy: It'll probably end up around my neck choking you to death.
Liam: Fiber, who is so lucky. (put the hula hoop away)
Gypsy: What was that?
Liam: I said, uh, you're lookin' fantasticly precky! You must be really excited about the third wish, huh?
(Sad song plays)
Gypsy: You know what I really want, Liam? I want to able to really tell someone's fortune, not trick them into believing I know!
Liam: Yeah, that's kind of a crappy thing to do.
Gypsy: What I really want, is the power to see it to the future.
Liam: I warn you, with great power come great responsibility.
Gypsy: I've heard that, before.
Liam: Yeah, I stole it from Spider-Man.
Gypsy: That was a good movie.
Liam: It sure, it was. Tobey Maguire was sublime. (laugh) Now, if you really want to see the future, you GOT IT!!!
(Liam poofs the basketball for her future)
Gypsy: I feel--I feel different! I can see it to the future.
Liam: That's great!! And they don't care!! Now, hand over me gold!
Gypsy: No, wait! If, you try grabbing it, an evil unicorn will come steel it!
Liam: OH NO!! I don't want that happen, again!
Gypsy: Well, you better do somethin' fast.
Liam: Why, what happens, if I don't?!
(Clover appear with the pot o' gold)
Clover: Because, if you don't stand there, I'm gonna take your gold, you moron! (laughs)
(Clover dissapears with his pot o' gold)
Gypsy: What did he said?
Liam: (growls) AAAWW, CRAAAP!!!! (dissapears)