Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I told you, them britches don't stand a chance.
Who cares? Coming June something.
in a tween-wave chat room,
#bye #burping #whatever #grunting
It's like some kind of britches holocaust.
- Tween-wave? - You haven't heard it?
Kids, however, say they don't hear crap at all.
You see, Stan, as you get older,
* Shitty bop, shitty, yeah *
The only thing that doesn't seem like total shit to me
- Here you are, muffin. - Yay!
* Happy birthday, dear Stan *
Come on, britches, we're setting you free.
* And I'm getting older too *
All right, let's try something else. Uh, from the top. Ready. One, two, three.
Yeah, open mine first, Stan.
until it happens again.
And so then I put on the exact same album
your eardrums, taste buds, all that stuff
Sorry if I see things for what they are.
Butters dad transform into a monster
And turns out she's a talented artist as well.
Music used to be good.
Oh, well, come on. We're playing L.A. Noire.
He's lying, dude. Hit X.
- Sounds like shit. - Uh-huh.
That's very mature of you, Stanley.
#seven #seven #five #four
No, it doesn't sound like crap to me!
Because I'm unhappy, okay?
Uh, okay, Stan, what do you want to do?
I know. mom. I love. you. too
to certain kinds of music, I still love you.
My name's Steamy Ray Vaughn,
I think it's awesome!