Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yo, T. Is that your girl?

♪ Number V letters the shit that it feeds on ♪

Three-zus Christ!

Cold-ass mutha-fucker, you in league with Dread Nought?

So what went wrong?

Wow! Dope shit, T!

the letters that made them,

I have to warn you, I'm a prime number.

You're coming with me, Morty. Why?

psychopath talkin'

is that at one point, it seemed like he might learn.

Mutha-fucker, I'm gonna shoot you in the dick.

I am ready to rejoin my brethren on Alphabetrium.

What is this four-four time, rhythm nonsense?

What? He -- He said it was a story

would make it easier to understand

No, Morty. Nobody is worse than you.

Here's your god damn homework, old man. Happy?

Kill the Son of Magma-Q!

♪ Rise up, Letters and Numbers, I said rise up ♪

I-It's great. It's -- It's so great.

♪ We don't care about numbers ♪

Stop! You're killing Numbers!

You better be taking me to your homework.