Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

And I got a new angle to get Chrissy--

[eerie, guttural muttering]

Detrahet mi magicae terra!

Selfishness, cruelty-- that's our father's way.

Satan has tried for eons to produce an heir

And he finally found what he wanted

- What did you do? - I didn't mean to.

Needle in a haystack.

Oh, Jesus, what the--

Ah, thanks, Chrissy. Dope Harvest ahead.

Technically, she followed them through a portal,

♪ Glerpo, Glerpo, dah! ♪

Kemonomimis, Like, mini stuff?. No education.

A true de-light fer lighting up them bonds.

I make my own choices, live for myself,

Come on, give it back to me.

will rot simply due to your presence,

because I made Chrissy go on a lethal Rumspringa.

Look at her go!

for lacking the power of the Antichrist.

Last week, that thing was yanking it ten times a day.

of Dante and Amalia, loves painting,

Boss man wants you to be his little warrior.

[song echoes, fades]

is the Labyrinth of Stercus Urino.

CHEW: Watch out!

ego and violence taint our family

Chrissy, number 69.

God, well, it would have been nice to know that

[Wanda growls] - Sorry, Wanda.

A life can't be built around revenge,

since I was farted into existence.

They're breaking through the line!

Every damn day, I fuck something else up.

I was hurt, but I didn't want to send her to her own doom

Dia, your giant fists, like, boom!

Is this actually it?