Ryan: What's that written there? [reading:] Eric wuz here.
Horatio: *comes up behind Ryan* GOOD GOD HE'S CONTAMIANTED THE EVIDENCE! AGAIN!
Ryan: *poo's himself*
Horatio: Hey Ryan...Look at his bum. It couldn't be any better than mine.
Ryan: I don't know H, it looks like he works out. And I can't remember the last time you wore white pants.