Monica : Oh my god! Chandler is making his 'sex face'!
[Chandler is seen arm-wrestling Ross with a pathetic, weakening, and tense look on his face]
Monica Geller : Hey, Ross.
Ross Geller : Hey.
Monica Geller : What are you supposed to be dressed up as?
Ross Geller : Oh, well, you remember the russian satellite Sputnik? Well I am a potato or a spud and here are my antena. so?
Monica Geller : So?
Ross Geller : I'm Spudnik. Spudnik!
Chandler : Wow, I don't have the worst costume anymore.