Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Butters! We told you to be in bed! What are you doing?

Did Diddy do it?

Molest a bunch of underage girls!

- He's right. It's just a spooky story. - Then how come you couldn't do it?

Oh, wise guy, eh? How's that?

I've become like one of them.

Oh, my God, I crapped my pants.

…where The Sapphire Dragons turns everyone (except Dojo) into Sapphire Zombie Statues?

- Yeah, why did you quit? - There weren't enough Italians to eat.

But we're probably gonna want security at the dimensional vortex gate.

I need to make a complaint to the fire marshal.

It is time for me to take what is mine.

Screw that, then. I don't want a fondue fountain if P. Diddy had one.

As long as I get to the party in time to party, everything will be all right.

Oh, it's like a dimensional vortex gate thingy.

- No, don't do it! - What's the big deal, Kyle?

I just was seeing if it works!

And now know this!

Yes. Yes, Satan.

- You nincompoop! That was the baker! - He startled me!