Damien: Everybody hates me!
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Mr. Mackey: why do you suppose that is?
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Damien: Because I'm the son of the devil!
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Mr. Mackey: Uh huh that's a good start, why else?
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Some Kid: Dude this is pretty fucked up right here!
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Stan: Oh my god they killed Kenny!
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Kyle: You bastards!
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Stan: Oh my god they killed Kenny!
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Mr. Garrison: What kind of sick weirdo are you?
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Stan: Oh my god they killed Kenny!
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Kyle: Say some thing Mr. Hankey (Ahh)
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Stan: Oh my god they killed Kenny. Dude, Kenny is dead.
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Chef: Hello there children. Let me sing you a little song:
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I'm gonna make love to you woman,
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Barbrady: Well you ain't Veiona Apple,
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and if you ain't Veiona Apple I don't give a rat's ass.
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Reporter: What would drive a man to such a disgusting act?
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Some Woman: My god that's disgusting!
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Stan: Whoa dude, how do you have sex with a chicken?
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Damien: Dumb asses!
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Stan: Ow!
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Cartman: God damn it!
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Stan: Dude!
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Kyle: Huuh Sick
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Mr. Hankey: Ahhhhh
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Cartman: You get you bitch ass back in the kitchen, and make me some pie!
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Kyle: What the hell would you know you fat sweaty mongaloid?!?
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Cartman: Don't call me fat buttfucker!
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Kyle: You're such a fat fuck Cartman, that when you walk down the street people say,
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God damnit that kid's a big fat fuck!!!
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Cartman: Hey!
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Mr. Mackey: I mean your one screwed up little kid, do you understand?
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Cartman: He is a very distrubed little boy.
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Ms. Cartman: You want some Cheesy Poofs?
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Cartman: Yeah I want Cheesy Poofs!
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Ms. Cartman: You can have a ensy wensy bit can't you?
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Cartman: Well?
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Ms. Cartman: Just a wensy ensy woo-woo?
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Cartman: Okay!
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Ms. Cartman: I bought you some Cheesy Poofs and Happy tarts
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Cartman: God Damnit!
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Ms. Cartman: Just a wensy ensy woo-woo?
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Stan: Oh my god they killed Kenny!
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Kyle: You bastards!
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Stan: Oh my god they killed Kenny!
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Mr. Garrison: What kind of sick weirdo are you?
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Stan: Oh my god they killed Kenny!
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Kyle: Say some thing Mr. Hankey (Ahh)
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Stan: Oh my god they killed Kenny. Dude, Kenny is dead.
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Mr. Garrison: Dumb ass, what a retard!
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Stan: Fatso!
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Cartman: Hey.
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Stan: Dude.
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Mr. Garrison: Don't be such a little wuss!
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Barbrady: Fruitcake!
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Cartman: Bitch.
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Wendy T: No, I'm not acting like a freak!
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Cartman: Well I was standing out in a field and I had this huge satellite dish
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sticking out of my butt, and than there were hundereds of cows and aliens, and
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then I went up on the ship, and Scott Baio gave me pinkeye!
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Stan: What the hell are you talking about!
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Mr. Garrison: There are no stupid questions, just stupid people!
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Wendy: Barf is gross!
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Cartman: Nobody gives a rat's ass!
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Pip: Lunchy munchys umm!
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Stan: At least my mom isn't on the cover of Crack & Whore magazine!
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Cartman: Don't call me fat buttfucker.
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Stan: Oh my god they killed Kenny!
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Kyle: You bastards!
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Stan: Oh my god they killed Kenny!
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Starvin' Marvin: Yeah I want da cheezy poof!
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Stan: Oh my god they killed Kenny!
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Mr. Hankey: Hiddy Ho!
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Stan: Oh my god they killed Kenny.
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Holy Shit it's Jesus!
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Cartman: Pigfucker!
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Stan: Dude don't say pigfucker in front of Jesus
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Jesus: Yay, believe in me, and ye shall find peace!
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Ring Announcer: Wearing very very black shorts..the king of all that is evil...
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Towns People: Barbera Striesand, Barbera Striesand!
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Barbera Striesand: I'm Barbera Striesand!
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Chef: Barbera Striesand?
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Leonard Maltin: Barbera Striesand
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Kyle: Kick the baby!
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Ike: Don't kick the baby!
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Leonard Maltin: Leonard Maltin
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Leonard Maltin: Sydney Potier
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Chef: Sydney Potier!?!
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Stan: Oh yeah.
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B.S.: Piss ass little hick!
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Stan: You ugly scank!
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Cartman: Damn your black heart, Barbera Stiesand! Hey!
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Why dont you stop dressin' me up like a mailman, and making me dance for
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you, while you go and smoke crack in your bedroom and have sex with some
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guy I don't even know on my dad's bed!
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Some Kid: This is pretty fucked up right here!
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Cartman: Let us remember the good times, Kenny would have wanted it that way! |