mcppants1.mp3 Dr. Weird: Gentlemen. Behold! My beautiful fiance. Steve: Uh.. I think that's a giant spider. Dr. Weird: You're right! I've been betrayed! Run!
mcppants2.mp3 Master Shake:(Playing guitar) You make me feel... emotional... (Stops playing) Meatwad, turn that
down! (Plays guitar again) Kissin' you... Dammit!! That's it! I'm comin' back-- Frylock: Shake, put that down. Master Shake: Look, I am out there trying to write new material- Frylock: Shake, you don't even have old material. Master Shake:Breaks guitar Now who has the material? Nobody, cause he just made me do this!
Frylock: Look look, just relax, okay? I got this covered. Turns off Meatwad's jambox
mcppants3.mp3 Frylock: Meatwad, you know there's other people that live in this house! Meatwad: Well I know that. That's why I got it cranked up so loud. Ya know, so everybody can get down with the Pee
Pants. Frylock: You've been dancin' to this crap for 3 days straight! We all know you like candy! You've eaten every
piece that's in the house! Meatwad: I did? Well somebody better go get some more then cause I'm startin' to fade.
Frylock: Look Meatwad, there are other kinds of music in the world.
mcppants4.mp3 Frylock: Here, how'd you like to get down with some real gangsters..from the 15th century? Meatwad: Bach? Beethoven? Are they down with the Pee Pants? Frylock: Well, they wore pantaloons back then, Meatwad. Meatwad: Shoot, boy, you'd get shot wearing that in my hood. Frylock: Well, I think these guys are pretty darn dope, if you know what I mean. Meatwad: Well then give it to me. But you better be right, though.
Frylock: Yeah listen to that beat. Now that's a 'kickin'' glissando. Meatwad: Yeah it is kickin, isn't it. I sure like it. It's good. You can leave the room now. ...I mean now. Frylock: Oh, sure. Enjoy! (To Shake:) Problem solved. (Meatwad plays "I Want Candy")--Damn it! Master Shake: Here, I'll solve it! Right out of his head! Frylock: Oh no you won't. Look, I got another idea. Gives Meatwad headphones This way you can still listen to
MC Pee-Pants and Master Shake won't want to hit you with a guitar neck and end your life. Meatwad: Okay, I feel you, that's a good idea, you know, I don't want to get hit with a guitar or nothin, I'm pretty
young. Frylock:hears the music even through the headphones Aw, what the hell? Yelling at Meatwad You are
going to damage your ears for life! Meatwad only hears ringing That will not be a pretty sight! Meatwad: What? Frylock: Just get a new album or I'm gonna send Shake in here with that damn guitar!! Meatwad: Fine! You don't have to yell at me! But do repeat what you just said though because something's going on in
my head here.
mcppants5.mp3 Master Shake: I like beatings, I'll beat ya all day! Meatwad: I'll just take..the window then. Frylock: Yeah, I think you'd better.
Carl's Yard
Frylock and Shake go over to Carl's pool, but Carl is in the pool. They try to sneak away Carl: No, I know you're there. Frylock: Oh no, we know. Master Shake: Carlton! Hi! What's up, buddy?
mcppants6.mp3 Carl: Hey, which one of you guys have been playin' "I like Candy" for a frickin' week? Frylock: It was your other neighbor. Master Shake: Meatwad. Carl: You know what? At this point, it doesn't matter. Because it keeps running inside my head and it won't leave
unless I blow it out with a bullet! Master Shake: Hey, whatcha eatin' there Carl? You gonna show me some love? Carl: Jawbreakers. For some reason, I can't get enough of them. Master Shake: Is that why your teeth are blue? Carl: Uh.. No. Master Shake: Oh. Uh.. Then why are your-- Carl: Shut up! ...I like candy, bubble-gum or taff-- DAMMIT.
mcppants14.mp3 Meatwad: Trick or treat, smell my meat! Give me something good to eat! Master Shake: Oh, boy you look great. Hey Frylock, come in here and look at this. This is adorable. And who are
you supposed to be? Meatwad: I'm Elvis! I ain't nothin' but a hound dog! Master Shake: Well, you ain't got no body! So tell me, are you the fat Elvis or the skinny Elvis? Meatwad: Gimme the candy! You know who I am!
Master Shake: Okay let's see, um, some soy sauce, ooooooh, there's some plumber's putty, and a burning candle. That
ought to do you fine. Meatwad: Well alright, now, is any of this sweet? Master Shake: It'll be sweet when you go up in flames, Barotha!! Have fun now!
Carl's House
Meatwad: Trick or Treat, smell my meat--Carl slams door Aw, man!
mcppants7.mp3 Carl: Look, Meatman. What are you doin' trick or treatin'? It's frickin' May. Meatwad: Look, I need candy. Now you gonna give me some or you gonna lose some teeth? Carl: No, I know. I only heard your little song about a thousand times! Now I need candy, and I don't know
why. Meatwad: Shoot, I don't listen to that kiddy crap anymore; I'm kickin' the adult jams now. See, check it. MC Pee
Pants doesn't just want candy now, that's childish. He needs it. And when you need something that's a responsibility that
only an adult (sees chocolate bunnies)..of my maturity.. Bunnies! Carl: Yeah, I got a deal at the dumpster.. I mean, warehouse. Yeah, you might wanna wipe the juice off 'em.
Frylock: Hey, you know Meatwad and Carl have been hanging out quite a bit lately. Master Shake: Why you want to stop it? Rape! Rape! Oh, rape! Frylock: No, it's fine, but don't you think it's a little bit weird that they started washing the car at midnight,
and they're still doing it?
mcppants8.mp3 Carl: Yeah, that beat is badass. Clean me off another one of them bunnies I'm gonna eat it. Meatwad: Here ya go.
Frylock: Shake, did you hear this lyric, about drilling a hole straight to hell and releasing demons to run a global
diet pill pyramid scheme? Master Shake: I don't know. All that rap is, is clicks and whistles. Carl: Y-y-you think we should take another pass at this because I'm still seeing paint here and it's starting to
mock me. Meatwad: Shhh Carl, this is my favorite part. Carl: 612 Wharf Avenue? I know where that is! That's the abandoned warehouse next to Melon Shakers...the, the
gentlemen's club. Meatwad: Well maybe we should go down there, Carl. Carl: We may as well, I'm too jacked up on candy to go to sleep. Now grab me some clean bunnies for the road. Meatwad: Marshmallow or chocolate? Carl: Are you kidding? Both! I got a loogie that could fill a lake here.
mcppants9.mp3 Frylock: I don't have a good feeling about this, Shake. We need to follow them. Master Shake: Look.. I should not walk so a child may live! ..that's what it does! Frylock: Get up!
Meatwad: Alright, Carl, we're in the 'hood now. Unless you want to get shot, you need to stay low, be quiet, and
follow me. Carl: Alright. Meatwad: Yoohoo!! Who's here? Hey, look up there! It's MC Pee Pants! What is up, G? Carl: Oh there he is. He's cute. Get down here and bring me some candy! MC Pee Pants: Alright! Let's get this party started right!
mcppants10.mp3 MC Pee Pants: MC Pee Pants in the hizzy.. Carl: Why aren't your lips movin'? MC Pee Pants: Look, my shniggies, I had a strizoke in my brizzain, okay, you know what I'm sayin', so I can't move
all good. Thanks for mentionin' that, thank you very much. Meatwad: What up with the stroke, MC Pee Pants? I thought you was 11? MC Pee Pants: Yeah... Uh.. Hey, hey! Hey, you ate a bunch of that candy before you came, didn't you? Meatwad: Aww, yeah boy. You know I did! I like candy, bubbleg-- MC Pee Pants: I know how the song goes, all right, I wrote it.
mcppants11.mp3 MC Pee Pants: Yeah, where are all your friends at? Meatwad: Uh.. This is just one of 'em. The rest of 'em are off poppin' caps in people's...butts. Is that
cool?
MC Pee Pants: Is the album selling? Because there's only two of you? Meatwad: I mean I bought one, but no one else did. MC Pee Pants: Oh nizz-ice. That's just grizz-eat. Meatwad: Hey let's throw down some mats and mess up the mix. MC Pee Pants: Let's not. Meatwad: Okay. MC Pee Pants: Let's just get into those thrones over there and not talk so much. Meatwad: Those thrones? Next to the big drill? MC Pee Pants: Do you see any other thrones? Cuz if you do, go jump in that throne, go ahead, have fun. Meatwad: No, I guess not. I don't want to make any waves. I'll just, uh, come on, Carl. Carl: Look, why do we have to strap on-- MC Pee Pants: What are you a detective now? You're questioning me. I don't have to p-pizz-ut up, up with that...I
don't have to take it! Now tighten those skull screws two notches below excrutiating, otherwise the energy won't transfer to
the drill. Carl: Well I'm not getting into this lawnchair until you come down here and give up some candy. Giant Spider
jumps down on Carl Meatwad: Whoa, dang! You look different on the album! MC Pee Pants: That's right. It's called marketing. Drill is not moving Damn it! Next time you gotta bring
some friends!
Frylock: Why, so you can jack them up on candy and then use their hyperactive blood sugar to power that drill, and
bore a hole straight into hell, and unleash demons to run your global diet pill pyramid scheme?? I think not!! MC Pee Pants: Look man, people totally misunderstand me. I rap about life on the streets. I don't advocate demons,
man, come on, where you getting that schnizz-no? Frylock: What? Look, I'm going to read your lyric sheet: to use a giant drill-- MC Pee Pants: Alright, fine, yes, you want me to spell it out, that's waht I advocate, yes, okay, you are correct.
Look at me, man! I'm a giant spider wearing a disposable diaper. I'm insane, man! Do you know anywhere I'm gonna 'fit in'? I
don't think so! Frylock: Is that what this is all about? Fitting in? MC Pee Pants: Hell no! ...yeah.
mcppants12.mp3 Frylock: Look, I know you're nervous. I was nervous at my first job interview. Let's just leave the puppet behind
this time, okay? MC Pee Pants: Look at me man! Ask me why I wear this diaper man, I'm insane! I ain't gonna get this job. Master Shake: Why do you wear the diaper? Meatwad: They're gonna love you, MC Pee Pants. Just give 'em a chance. Frylock: Yeah, sure. You're all the things that are in this ad here: You're energetic, hard-working, you love
people-- MC Pee Pants: No, I love the liquid inside people. How many times I gotta tell you man, I'm insane! I eat people
juice! Nobody's gonna hire a people-juice eater!
Frylock: Look, we're here to change all that. Now pull up your diaper. You want to make a good first impression. Meatwad: Yeah, we're right behind you. Master Shake: Yeah, behind these blast shields. Meatwad: Now you go in there and you make the best pizza you possibly can. Frylock: Make us proud. MC Pee Pants: Alright, man, I'll do it, man, but I don't know, man, hey wait a minute, man, this ain't no
restaurant, man! Pizza Potamus explodes
Carl's Pool
Frylock: Look, he was never gonna make it in the outside world. He was brutally insane. Besides, he was an
eight-foot spider wearing a diaper! Master Shake: Who am I talking to? Because I don't KNOW you. Meatwad: Well wherever he is-- Master Shake: He's in Hell! Meatwad: Well wherever that is-- Master Shake: It's a fiery pit of unpleasantness at the center of the earth. Meatwad: Okay! Well wherever THAT is, do not say anything, I just hope that he found some people that he can fit in
with.
Hell
MC Pee Pants: Hey, hey, guys, hey man, who's into rap, yo? Demon: We're into speed metal. MC Pee Pants: Hey man, it's cool. Demon: No, it isn't.
