Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, here comes the guilt trip again!
Whoa, dude! My dad's famous.
Stinky apples. See ya boys.
- Jesus Christ! - Sick, dude!
- Or else what? - Exactly.
Then a crown of thorns was placed on Jesus' head and Jesus was all like, thanx.
- Children, what the hell are you doing?! - Just get me down from here!
- You killed us all! - Shove that Nobel Prize up your ass!
Don't leave me here! You guys!
Oh, alright! I was just at the store buying some apples.
Up yours!
though we have lost Neil Smith to free agency and Steve Atwater to the Jets,
Having a hard time with male potency? Well I don't and I'm Bob Dole.
- Oh my God! They killed Kenny! - You bastards!
Randy Marsh for the theory of spontaneous fart things.
Normally a person would expel this build-up in the form of a pleasant fart.
Dammit! How come you're not combusting?
in his fourteen Stations of the Cross, and it says we can make costumes out of sheets.
It's fucking hot, thanks to randy marsh, sonofabitch!
Screw you guys, I'm going home!
So we must fart only at appropriate times or when it's really really funny.
Well that doesn't matter! I learned something from the Stations of the Cross.
We are all doomed to die!
Make love to me Randy! Please!
But then He saw what mattered most was everybody else.
Wonderful! Here's a book on how to perform it. Don't let me down boys.
The people are panicking about spontaneous combustion!
The little boy combusted because he had a new girlfriend.
Still more effects from the heat wave caused by Randy Marsh.
Now let's see if they combust... no... could be from... no
or we let our farts out and kill our entire planet!
Hey! That went really well. They really liked it.
Oh god damn it!