Damien: Everybody hates me! Mr. Mackey: Why do you suppose that is? Damien: Because I'm the son of the devil! Mr. Mackey: Uh huh, that's a good start, why else? Kid: Dude, this is pretty f**ed up right here! Stan: Oh my god, they k**ed Kenny! Kyle: You ba*tards! Stan: Oh my god, they k**ed Kenny! Mr. Garrison: What kind of sick weirdo are you? Stan: Oh my god, they k**ed Kenny! Kyle: Say something, Mr. Hankey! (Ahh) Stan: Oh my god, they k**ed Kenny! Dude, Kenny is dead! Chef: Hello there, children. Let me sing you a little song: I'm gonna make love to you woman... Barbrady: Well, you ain't Fiona Apple, and if you ain't Fiona Apple I don't give a rat's a** Reporter: What would drive a man to such a disgusting act? Woman: My god, that's disgusting! Stan: Whoa dude, how do you have s** with a chicken? Damien: Dumba**es! Stan: Ow! Cartman: God damn it! Stan: Dude! Kyle: Huuh! Sick! Mr. Hankey: Ahhhhh! Cartman: You get your b**h a** back in the kitchen, and make me some pie! Kyle: What the hell would you know, you fat sweaty mongoloid?!? Cartman: Don't call me fat, bu*tf**er! Kyle: You're such a fat f**, Cartman, that when you walk down the street people go, "God damn it, that kid's a big fat f**!!!" Cartman: Hey! Mr. Mackey: I mean you're one screwed up little kid, do you understand? Cartman: He's a very disturbed little boy Ms. Cartman: You want some Cheesy Poofs? Cartman: Yeah, I want Cheesy Poofs! Ms. Cartman: You can have an eensy-weensy bit can't you? Cartman: Well? Ms. Cartman: Just an weensy-eensy woo-woo? Cartman: Okay! Ms. Cartman: I bought you some Cheesy Poofs and Happy Tarts! Cartman: God damn it! Ms. Cartman: Just an weensy-eensy woo-woo? Stan: Oh my god, they k**ed Kenny! Kyle: You ba*tards! Stan: Oh my god, they k**ed Kenny! Mr. Garrison: What kind of sick weirdo are you? Stan: Oh my god, they k**ed Kenny! Kyle: Say something, Mr. Hankey! (Ahh) Stan: Oh my god, they k**ed Kenny! Dude, Kenny is dead! Mr. Garrison: Dumba**! What a retard! Stan: Fatso! Cartman: Hey! Stan: Dude! Mr. Garrison: Don't be such a little wuss! Barbrady: Fruitcake! Cartman: b**h! Wendy: No, I'm not acting like a freak! Cartman: Well, I was standing out in a field and I had this huge satellite dish sticking out of my bu*t, and then there were hundreds of cows and aliens, and then I went up on the ship, and Scott Baio gave me pinkeye! Stan: What the hell are you talking about?
Mr. Garrison: There are no stupid questions, just stupid people! Wendy: Barf is gross! Cartman: Nobody gives a rat's a**! Pip: Lunchie-munchies, hm? Stan: Oh yeah? Well at least my mom's not on the cover of "Crack who*e" magazine! Cartman: Don't call me fat, bu*tf**er! Stan: Oh my god, they k**ed Kenny! Kyle: You ba*tards! Stan: Oh my god, they k**ed Kenny! Starvin' Marvin: Yah I want da Cheesy Poof! Stan: Oh my god, they k**ed Kenny! Mr. Hankey: Howdy-ho! Stan: Oh my god, they k**ed Kenny! Holy sh**! It's Jesus! Cartman: Pigf**er! Stan: Dude, don't say pigf**er in front of Jesus! Jesus: Yea, believe in me, and ye shall find peace! Ring Announcer: Wearing very, very black trunks.. the king of all that is evil... Townspeople: Barbra Streisand! Barbra Streisand! Barbra Streisand: I'm Barbra Streisand! Chef: Barbara Streisand? Leonard Maltin: Barbra Streisand! Kyle: Kick the baby! Ike: Don't kick the baby! Leonard Maltin: Leonard Maltin! Leonard Maltin: Sidney Poitier! Chef: Sidney Poitier!?! Stan: Oh yeah Barbra Streisand: Pissant little hick! Stan: You ugly skank! Cartman: Damn your black heart, Barbra Streisand! Hey! Why don't you stop dressin' me up like the mailman, and making me dance for you, while you go and smoke crack in your bedroom and have s** with some guy I don't even know on my dad's bed! Kid: Dude, this is pretty f**ed up right here! Cartman: Let us remember the good times. Kenny would have wanted it that way Stan: Oh my god, they k**ed Kenny! Kyle: You ba*tards! Stan: Oh my god, they k**ed Kenny! Kyle: Total weirdo freak! Stan: Oh my god, they k**ed Kenny! Stan: Oh my god! Kyle: Oh my god! Stan: Oh my god, they k**ed Kenny! Dude, Kenny is dead! Kyle: Ohh! Cartman: Ohhoh! Well, Kyle's mom a b**h, she's a big fat b**h She's the biggest b**h in the whole wide world She's a stupid b**h, if there ever was a b**h She's a b**h to all the boys and girls Monday, she's a b**h. On Tuesday, she's a b**h And Wednesday through Saturday, she's a b**h Then on Sunday, just to be different She's a super King Kamehameha beeyotch Have you ever met my friend Kyle's mom? She's the biggest b**h in the whole wide world She's a mean old b**h and she has stupid hair She's a b**h b**h b**h b**h b**h b**h b**h b**h b**h b**h b**h b**h b**h b**h b**h She's a stupid b**h Kyle's mom's a b**h And she's just a dirty b**h Kyle's mom is a b**h!