Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

that means you are required to know the door code for fire code reasons,
I settled here back in eighteen fif-
- What's that? - Sounds like police sirens.
- Butters, listen to me, listen. - No!
Whoa, that was great!
Oh God, I can't wait to get out of this dress.
- Go easy. Good. - Oh gosh in heaven.
Very well.
- All righty. Come on, storehand. - Yepper!
Dude, they're gonna kill Kenny!
- Hold Butters' hand, Eric! - That isn't necessary!
Well why don't you go get them and bring them back here?
- Aw, just a few more things. - No!
Oh my Jesus Christ monkeyballs.
- What's going on? - I don't know.
And what's that fancy yellow horse carriage you got out there?
Excellent.
Well howdy there, strangers.
What's that sounds like chainsaws Vroom chainsaw sounds playing cut down tree
The police have us completely surrounded on all sides.
You get that? Knock it off and give me the mine shaft access code!