Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What the hell is that? A giant evil beast?
I don't want to go to fat camp!
- Come on. Let's go! - Yeah!
What the hell is that? A killer robot monster?
But if you think you ha ve what it takes to beat the best eater in the world,
(MUMBLES) ...America
you better call a clambulance!
No one has ever eaten more hot dogs than me.
I get these weird cyst things right on the fringe of my sac.
We are straightening this place up!
Sorry, Chris. l'm gonna go with him.
Yeah, give him a chance, Joe. Like I did with scary teenagers.
- How do you know that? - Trust me. I know.
- Freeze, psycho! - Oh, Peter, thank God!
It's true. You are the best.
Oh, wow! Check it out, Chris!
(CLANGING)
You sure you got the chops for it?
(LAUGHING) Peter Griffin. Cabin clown.
Yeah, well, I was one cool potato back in the day.
I guess he fits the profile, Peter,
Yeah, that was a close call.
so it's at a right angle with the corner of your desk!
or else you'd have to meet the natives with that mustard stain on your shirt.
- Davis? - (STOMACH GROWLS)
(GROGGILY) Yeah... Yeah, but...
Patrick can't be the killer.
Well, you're the one who entered him in that hot dog eating contest.
(WHINING) Oh. I can't eat anymore.
Rise and shine, everyone!
We need to start taking responsibility for his health.
Or are they?