Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Is too! - No, there isn't!
You broke my heart, Hank.
Now I feel like a tool.
Sure. Parasite, growing larger by the minute.
Aw, what are you? Some sort of an imbecile?
I, too, am anxious to see you severely mangled...
All right.
Billy, you gotta do it.
You're in. Did you ask for some extra cash...
Please, how stupid do I look to you?
for at least the twenty years that I've known him.
I mean, where am I gonna go?
Get these corpses out of here!
The bad news is that you have a condition...
They are so obviously mammals!
and that's been solved.
So if you want to keep them, you need to seek medical attention...
OK, sure.
No! Gross!
You're kidding me, right?
Well, I think that's settled then.
♪ For he's a sexy good fellow ♪
Kind of a pain in the ass to get back on.
Please, how stupid do I look to you?
Well? Do we have a job?
Well, I have a Razzle in my pocket.
Where are you hurt, boy?
Now put the Monarch on.
Or even deep below the earth's crust.
I made him coupons for one free washing of the Monarch-mobile...
Hank, what would you say if I told you that your mother...
with a penchant for swimming up a man's urethra...
Time-out!
Come on, there, fella, you could have a real problem.
Are you going to get the phone or not?
- Is that true, Hank? - I guess. Hey, Dean!
- And who may I say is calling? - Down, down!
Smurfs don't lay eggs!
with robot cheetahs!
Testicular torsion occurs only in males usually under twenty-five years of age.
High five!
in my glove compartment.
That's right, Doc.
My bad. Sorry, everybody. Sorry. My bad.
You're my arch enemy!
- The shark? - No!
One free back rub
You're watching The Venture Bros. on Adult Swim
I think you better give us a place to bed down.
and you know, tie it down.
I won't tell you this again.
I wanted to thank you for finding...
I had to sleep in my clothes.
It's all pinned to the cowl.
blah, blah, blah.
That's what I do! That's my thing!
qualifies you as a boy genius.
They used to call my dad Rusty.
You really have to hold that so close to my face?
We don't have a helicopter.
Yeah, dude, ease up on him.
I have a Guild of Calamitous Intent handbook...
I have to kill him. Those are my orders.
Release the butterflies!