That's where you're wrong, Uncle Bumpy.

I finally learned to play an instrument.

[clicks]

[tires squeal]

Dennis, you inedible bastard.

They wouldn't eat you,

but now you're well done.

[sobbing]

♪ hard rock music playing ♪

♪ Pissy Chrissy... ♪

What is this place?

Tiggle till you giggle, mate.

Start the huge blue van!

I need to find a way out of here before my own kids fall prey to this.

Liam is quite good at the keyboard and probably delicious.

Best to make yourself comfortable and wait to die.

- Do you want a bite of my slop? - Not now, Dennis.

All right. Your loss. Come to Dennis.

[doors rattling]

Oh, no, no, no, no...