Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Maybe you could give me some pointers?

Pain hole, schmain ho--

Peter Paul & mom

No offense, Dipper, but you're not exactly manly Mannington.

"Time to manhandle this... man handle."

Disco penises, coming through, that penises this you

Man! Man! Man! Man!

Mr. Catface. Anyway, call me, call me back.

Why don't you give me a call sometime?

-They're catchy! -Destructor!

Warning symbol,you're grounded too! Get in your room right fucking now!

Er, one of them, anyway. There's like, what, six? Six heads?

-Pituitaur? -This guy has chest hair!

Time to manhandle this... Man handle.

And a plate of delicious pancakes.

No, I wasn't. It's not important!

OH MY GOD I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU SAID THE N WORD OH-OH-OH-OH-OH-OH-OH-OH-OH-OH-OH-OH!

But we manotaurs crash in the man cave!

-Put it away! Put it away! -So smooth! My eyes!

So your dating pool is smaller and you should really lower your standards.

Let's start out with some role-playing.

All the manotaurs make fun of me

You must plunge your fist into the pain hole!

Is he the oldest, or wisest, or...

And a small plate of ketchup for the boy.

I must confer with the high council.

You! You wish to be man?

Nick Jr is just for me!

Oh, yeah. I guess I'm supposed to kill you or I'll never be a man.