Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...can get a look at your stupid costumes.
Well, how about we make you a new costume? Let's see now...
Get off my property, you brain-eating zombie bastards.
One Tootie Bar? You cheap bastards.
Your temperature is 55 degrees. You have no pulse, no heartbeat.
No buts, Wendy. I wish you were dead!
I'm not the one who looks like Pippi Longstocking!
Hey, Chef. Look.
Neither can I.
Trey and I are right excited because this is our favorite episode.
Pinkeye, my ass. I've seen this before.
Naked Naked Naked Naked
We wanted to do an episode on disease. Pinkeye was the right one.
Yeah, that's it, Kenny. You can't trick-or-treat with us anymore.
Hello there. Love the Elvis costume, Chef.
- Yeah. - We were gonna enter the contest.
You better let me take that, Kyle.
I'd give you topical medicine, but I don't want to touch you.