[Gamzee laughs when Ryuji just blatantly desecrates this obviously religious relic. His laugh is a flurry of honks that sound like a goose being exorcised.]

Dunno about whatever the fuck that shit of which you motherfuckin' speak all is.

[He crouches down, dragging a bony finger through the freshly scattered powder and swiping a giant pile of it onto his long, purple tongue.]

But it all look like motherfuckin' powder candy to me.