Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Humans! Kill them sum bitches.

I do. I don't like to brag about it, but it's big, by the way.

Yeah, okay, Tina, we need to talk.

How does Lieutenant BFF sound?

Now, relax. Now, relax.

Cool, slide whistle!

-who I'm trying to get laid. -Wow, the teacher is cute!

and it came with a mask and a trick-or-treat pumpkin?

Ooh, I'm a sassy bitch! Now let's get to work, you dicks.

-[cackles] -[thunder crashes]

What? My perfect son, a joke?

Just drop this capsule into liquid and it hydrates into a bouncy castle.

Why is my son such a goddamn stupid, spoiled little shit?

How else do you get your neighbors to take off their shoes so you can sniff them?

[Mal] This is our base, dumbass.

They're delicious, nutritious, and high in omega threes.

The throne? I don't want him to die because

It's made of bones, sir.

[ dial-up modem sounds ]

[narrator] Then Renzo married Queen Flammy.

S.H.A.T. Squad, the koi pond mission is off.

If you do, your mother will divorce me. I'm not losing my throne.

Cool. Just like how I'm your quote-unquote "son"?

I don't care which side I'm on. Kills are kills.

You want me to kill my own dad?

You're going to convince that evil bastard to be nice? How?

I eat my own hair.

♪ He crucifies our pets ♪

I call it the sui-slide whistle.

That is straight-up offensive.