Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yes. Yes, Satan.
Oh, wise guy, eh? How's that?
Oh, it's like a dimensional vortex gate thingy.
And now know this!
- Yeah, why did you quit? - There weren't enough Italians to eat.
As long as I get to the party in time to party, everything will be all right.
- No, don't do it! - What's the big deal, Kyle?
It is time for me to take what is mine.
Did Diddy do it?
- He's right. It's just a spooky story. - Then how come you couldn't do it?
- You nincompoop! That was the baker! - He startled me!
I just was seeing if it works!
I've become like one of them.
Oh, my God, I crapped my pants.
…where The Sapphire Dragons turns everyone (except Dojo) into Sapphire Zombie Statues?
But we're probably gonna want security at the dimensional vortex gate.
I need to make a complaint to the fire marshal.
Screw that, then. I don't want a fondue fountain if P. Diddy had one.
Oh, jeez.
Gacy!
Butters! We told you to be in bed! What are you doing?
Yeah. He did!
Molest a bunch of underage girls!
But I am.