Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Damn it! Why did you hang up on me?
Meatwad get the honeys, G
I mean, I would go if the people were younger...
I think it's important...
and now he says if you don't leave the room...
To where?
My name is Shake-Zula
The moral thing to do is to let you die naturally...
alone, in a pile of your own filth.
- No. - OK. OK.
to bring these cupcakes to Little Brittle, OK?
I hope we never end up like that, huh, meatwad?
I'm sorry. You have the wrong number.
Meatwad, you're up next with your knock-knock
That rhyme ain't too good, but the beat is awesome.
Oh, my gosh. I so love your record.
- Oh, man. This is sad. - Yes, it is.
Yep. Not until next year.