Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Damnit man. Danger or no, I'm going to help my friend find his daughter.
I'm Bob, but my friends call me Ugly Bob
because I have the features of a deformed burn victim.
- Oh, that is so juvenile. - Hey Scott, do you like apples?
- Then I will go with you Terrance. - You are such a good friend Phillip.
Iran, Iraq, what the hell's the difference? Relax guy.
- Cancer? - Yes, in the head.
- You seem to be taking over Canada. - Taking over Canada? Me?
Yes, it is Terrance. According to that newsy he's some kind of Turkish dictator.
The plan is working perfectly; Terrance and Phillip are taking the bait.
Oh my God, he's heinously ugly, and I am pregnant with his child!
God damnit, that isn't funny!
- Celine, where is our daughter Sally?
God keep our land
- It sure is. Let's look for treasure. - Yes, let's look for treasure.
- Terrance, Terrance, you've saved Canada. - Oh, it was all Phillips idea.
When asked if he would uphold his side of the agreement,
will now be known as New Baghdad. Kalookh Kalakh!
- Oh, raspberries, looks like I'm losing a friend.
in all thy sons command.
Oh Phillip, you saved me from the gas chamber!