Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

The Rebel Americans know of our attack?!
There's a Hillary Clinton campaign rally.
It's controlled by a remote detonator.
- I understand, comrade. - Prepare yourself.
It's a suitcase nuke, designed to fit in a woman's snizz.
America had other enemies before the Muslims, you know.
Good thinking.
Oh my God! Unless this was all just a big diversion.
You can't possibly mean...
But that's all I'm saying: Today, bigotry and racism saved the day.
Not anymore you're not! Orders just came down from Central!
Did he just inject himself with apple juice?
Now you go, Bahir.
Mr. Akim, where is your son?
It does list an address in South Park!
- A what?! - A snatch.
Ms. Clinton, it appears that terrorists have snuck a snuke up your snizz.
All right, Brian, this is it.
The pig is picking up the smell of nuclear residue.
It's not their M.O. unless...
I've just ID'd a Muslim
- That's outrageous! On whose orders? - On order of the Secretary of Defense!
Homeland Security?
Well, looks like we saved our country from British rule once again.
- In her snatch, sir. - What?!
Bahir, you get this, right?