Yogurt Store Manager: You boys want something, or just looking to get thrown out of the place?
Yogurt Shop Manager: Something wrong here, boys?
Beavis: Yeah. It's your yogurt, sir.
Butt-head: Yeah. Something died in it.
Yogurt Shop Manager: Well, I'm real sorry to hear that. Why don't you two boys go out and give it a decent burial, before I break your heads together.
Counselor: Do either of you have metal plates in your skull?
Butt-head: Uh, we're both metal heads.