Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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