Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'll just fingerbang-bang you every night

So come on down to South Park And meet some friends of mine

I’m gonna fingerbang-bang you into my life

Well, all right, then.

Kenny says that's not what it means.

Thanks, Wendy. Don't call us. We won't call you, either.

Oh, praise his name!

Stanley, it's just that there's better things you could be doing

I've got a new strain of anthrax

I don't understand. Just let me go do this one thing

- What's happening here? - I don't know. I guess nothing.

- How about this afternoon at 3:00? - Oh. Okay.

Let's just say your father has a lot up his ass right now.

Okay. Yeah, maybe.

Yup. That was a good one, God.

We need energy. We need to be up.

Move along, ma'am.

The lies were terrible, but believe it or not, the Gentiles ate them up.

Except for Lilith, of course.

Dude, where the hell have you been?

like you were last night's pork chops. Now we wander the earth in disarray.

And cut! All right. Our video is complete.

- I wanna be the tough one. - You can't be the tough one,

Thank you, Butters, we'll let you know.

Maybe you can come perform at my Elks Club sometime.

Did you have fun at Eric's house today, Stanley?

Well, Eric, I think you're just focusing in on the wrong thing.

- What? - 'N Sync, Backstreet Boys,

Too good for a pissant choir in a pissant mountain town.

- Okay, okay. - Hey, don't hassle the talent, ma'am.