Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Gross, Stan. Sick.
...a few quickie alterations. And there you go, young man.
There have been a lot of advances in topical creams the last few years.
- She had Sweetie Pops. - You owe me a Sweetie Pop, asshole.
UP YOURS, TINA YOTHERS!
Hey Chef! (SCREAMS)
That's just because you look like a total choad.
Hey, Chef.
Remember candy, focus on the candy.
- Dude, it can't be cooler than mine. - We ought to get our costumes ready.
m is for ms crabtree
Pinkeye.
...so I came as Chewbacca.
Well, let's let him drain.
- This way we'll win the contest. - I'll win with this Chewbacca costume.
Yeah, granola pisses me off.
...they had to put their cardboard box up for mortgage.
- You bit my arm! - Kenny's back to normal.
- Hi, Stan. - We were gonna be Raggedy Ann and Andy.
Yeah, I'm afraid the two of you have pinkeye.
South Park is overrun with living dead. Haven't you noticed anything strange?
...were the mortician and his assistant.
- Boo, I'm a ghost. - Oh, man, I feel like a total choad.
- Actually... - Well, I can assure you...
Oh, God! No! Stop!
All the other zombies will turn back to normal.