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Episode 25 - Super Sir Loin

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Dr. Weird: Gentleman, behold! I have grafted a deer antler to my groin.
Steve: Wow..
Dr. Weird: You know, so I'll fit in with the rest of the herd.
Steve: How're you gonna go to the bathroom? (Dr. Weird's helmet breaks and he spews juice on Steve)

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Sir Loin: 4 Da shorteez. Hello brother, let me tell you something, 4 da shorteez, can't you hear that little stomach jumpin'? 4 Da shorteez, you gonna eat that right come up, 4 da shorteez, now, show me, show me some lovin come on, my name is Sir Loin , now let's move out, I got 4 stomachs grumblin' from stomach to mouth. Got that little empty belly which it makes the sound, I like food coming of the charity kind, you got canned goods just collectin' dust?
Frylock: Meatwad!
Meatwad: I know, I know. Keep 'em high, raise the roof!
Frylock: Meatwad, you need to shut it off.
Meatwad: Oh, Oh, I'm sorry. shuts out lights There, is that better? Can you still hear the song with the light off?
Frylock: I mean that! flips off boombox
Meatwad: Oh, the boombox? No, no. We ain't doin' that.

Meatwad: Look here, I can't sleep. I keep thinking about all them starving children.
Frylock: You keep thinking about them because you keep playing that damn song.
Meatwad: Oh, believe me, I know. It's a vicious cycle. I need therapy.
Master Shake: I think what you need is to shut up, or it's gonna be hell week all rolled up into one night all up in here.
Frylock: Shake, I got this, okay?
Master Shake: I'm serious. He'll die tonight, yo.
Frylock: Shake, I told you, I got this.
Master Shake: You're part of it!
Sir Loin: song continues Think of what's at stake, look upon your plate--
Frylock: That voice sounds real familiar.
Meatwad: No, no, no. This here's a new artist-- Sir Loin. Listen to him. It'll change your life.
Sir Loin: song continues They's hungry, face facts, they starved!
Meatwad: That there is a song with a message, and that message is that you need to think about the starving people who got to eat sand to survive. Sand ain't got no nutrients. I know, 'cause I eat it constantly. I got zero energy, I cough all the time, my diet's bad, and--
Frylock: Good night, Meatwad. You can come on out now, Shake. Shake?
Meatwad: 4 Da shorteez
Master Shake: Oh. Here it is. I was look--hey, now I can go cut that tree down in the back. Ha ha ha.

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Master Shake: Breakfast time! I made your favorite: sandcakes! You like those!
Frylock: Shake, I thought we agreed to steer him back towards real food.
Master Shake: Yeah I know but it's so funny to watch him eat it.
Meatwad: Mmm.. It is good.
Master Shake: Wow! You got a bottle cap! Hehahah.

Master Shake: He's still doing it.
Meatwad: Wait a sec. If the shorteez can't have food, then I ain't gonna have food, you know what I'm saying? I do this for the shorteez, y'all.
Master Shake: Yeah, take it to church, dump it in the collection plate. You know, you're the rudest person I know, and that's why you don't live here anymore. I--hey! my steak and eggs!
Frylock: Steak and eggs!
Meatwad: This is for the shorteez.
Frylock: All I got is a mug of oatmeal.
Master Shake: Listen, we're on a budget. What do you want me to do?
Meatwad: Thank you very much.
Frylock: Hey, damn it! I was going to eat that.
Meatwad: Oh, gee whiz. I'm so sorry to inconvenience you while other people in the world don't got nothin' to eat.
Master Shake: Oh, great. Thanks for sanding up my eggs. You know what, just take 'em when you leave the country. I banish you forevermore!

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Frylock: Meatwad, are you sure that this 'Sir Loin' will take food that isn't pre-packaged?
Meatwad: He said he'd rather have it that way, he says, "I don't care if the food is old or cold or covered in mold; it's for my shorteez.." yeah!
Frylock: Okay, okay, okay.
Meatwad: "My name's Sir Loin, been around for awhile---
Frylock: Okay, okay! I heard all that last night! Just enjoy the hunger drive, all right?

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Meatwad: Hey Carl.
Carl: Oh great, you've seen me.
Meatwad: Hey, you wanna contribute Sir Loin's hunger drive? We've gotta feed the shorteez, y'all.
Carl: Yeah let me see here. I think I got some uh, oysters over here. (Spits into garbage sack)
Meatwad: Oh thank you.
Carl: And uh, be sure to thank Sir Loin for keeping me up all night.
Meatwad: Well, uh, I'll do that. Hey, I thought that oysters had shells.
Carl: Nah usually, but not these. They were, uh, farm raised. In my throat. With cheese. Hey, uh, you want some crabs? 'Cause I got some of them.
Meatwad: No, no. My-my bag's pretty full right now.
Carl: I don't know if they're Alaskan King but they feel huge.

Master Shake: Can someone please explain to me what happened to my duckling a l'orange?
Frylock: We had duckling a l'orange?
Master Shake: You don't even know how to say it, so stop. Try it once. No, forget it. you know what? You're gonna try it and then you're gonna screw the name up and then it's gonna sound disgusting. I won't even want to eat it anymore. Thanks for ruining my lunch-- which is gone, by the way.
Frylock: Have you looked in the fridge?
Master Shake: Oh, brainstorm! Hey, alert the internet! I got a genius on my hand-- oh, wait a minute. It's already open-- 'cause that's where I put it when it was shipped in from Alsace.
Meatwad: Try looking deep within your heart and ask it where it wanted that duck to go.
Master Shake: Down your throat, you bug-eyed freak! You know how much that duck cost? Higher than you can count!
Frylock: I'm sorry to say this, but Shake's right, Meatwad. Charity is one thing, but this is getting way out of hand. I mean, we don't have anything to eat now.
Meatwad: Well, I don't know about that, I mean--
Frylock: Don't say sand!
Meatwad: Oh, come on, now. it ain't that bad. I mean, you just got to sort of ketchup it up.
Frylock: What do you got in that bag there?
Meatwad: Uh, let's see. A dead raccoon, some dog doo-doo. And more dog doo-doo.
Frylock: Meatwad, I doubt seriously that Sir Loin wants you to send in dog doo-doo.
Meatwad: The song goes, "bring in your poo-poo, bring in your doo-doo, I say yoo-hoo, the kids'll say 'thank you', it's 4 da shorteez
Frylock: Let me hear that!
Sir Loin: "Could be trash, could be mud from an ekskimo, could be a bag of old diamonds, they'd call it lunch, mayonnaise been out for a couple of days--"
Frylock: Exactly where does he want you to bring all this stuff, Meatwad?
Meatwad: 612 Wharf avenue, what?! 612 wharf avenue, huh?!
Frylock: Maybe I should go down there with you, Meatwad. You, too, Shake. Shake?
Master Shake: It's got a texture to it. Sort of like grits. Except-- Oh, who am I kidding? This sucks.

Frylock: Man, it stinks in here. Oh, my god. look at this. Eww.
Master Shake: This is grossing me out, I'm gonna--are those-- those are my steak and eggs. Get the hell out of my way!

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Sir Loin: Whoa, whoa, who dat? Who're all these people man? What's goin' on here?
Meatwad: Yo, what up, g? It's Mizeatwizad.
Sir Loin: Yo! Is you the little joker that's been bringin' me sand?
Meatwad: Yep.
Sir Loin: Man, whatchu thinkin'? Look here, man. What're you the sand man or something? Come on, get it together, boy!
Meatwad: But it's for the shorteez.

Frylock: It's for the EPA. is who it's for.
Sir Loin: What? who said that? Man, you bring people over here? You ain't supposed to bring people over here unless they dead. Is he dead? I don't think so.
Frylock: Ha! just as I thought.
Sir Loin: What? you don't thought nothing. Not when I'm looking. Here I am. this is the real me, man. Check it out. see me dancing?
Meatwad: Yeah, you see him dancing, don't you? MC Pee Pants!
Frylock: Not quite.
Sir Loin: Oh, man! I got that done at Kazinko's! That's foam core. that's expensive, man!

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Frylock: Come out here so we can see you!
Sir Loin: It's all down on the farm, baby. Check me out, man. I got a couple of udders, now-- Oh, man. Look at you.
Frylock: What the hell happened to you?
Sir Loin: You tell me! One minute I'm goin' in for a job interview, the next minute--boom! I'm in hell! The devil sent me back here in this lower life form says I earn my way up the ladder.
Frylock: What ladder?
Sir Loin: The hell ladder, you potato crack'em up-God--Which ladder you think, man? I live in hell! That's where I live!
Frylock: Okay, okay, okay, all right. Settle down. It's all..cools..night.. baby.
Meatwad: Hah, okay Frylock. Lemme..Lemme talk to him. I know rap.

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Frylock: Well, ask him what he's doing with all this garbage.
Meatwad: Wazzup wazzup wazzup wazzup wazzup in the hizzzyy?!
Sir Loin: Man, isn't it obvious, man? Can't you tell?
Frylock: Tell him, "no".
Meatwad: Sheeeeeet
Sir Loin: Ohh, oh I'm sorry. I-I didn't realize I was speakin' to a fool!

Sir Loin: All right, let me break it down for you. I'll go slow. A fly is a little tiny insect. It got wings. It flies around.
Frylock: All right!
Sir Loin: It goes "zzzz"!
Frylock: All right! I know what a fly is, okay?
Sir Loin: Well, hey, man, I just want to be sure. Okay, so these flies, they come here to eat this. The more of this I have, the more of them I get. But they don't eat like you and me, man. Uh-uh. Naw. See, I got 4 stomachs. How many you got?
Frylock: I don't--look, why don't you just get to the point?
Sir Loin: I'm getting to the point, man! You in my house now! Yeah! So where were we?
Frylock: The flies.
Sir Loin: I know! All right. They spit on their food, right? They do that to eat. And guess what they're spitting out, man. Acid! I'm thinking millions of flies-- All spittin' at once? Yeah? see what I'm thinking? Huh? right? yeah?
Frylock: No, I still don't, but I'm sure it will get you arrested.
Sir Loin: Not this time, my man!

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Meatwad: Don't you see Frylock? He's gonna use all that fly spit to melt down the walls of the First National Bank.
Sir Loin: Exactly!
Meatwad: He's angry at banks!
Sir Loin: Hate the ban-? Stupid-ass meatball motha(cowbell) I melt the walls so I can get the money..so I can keep up with the payments on this here patio furniture, which by the way is broken now cause I broke it, thank you very much. Ever see a cow sit down on patio furniture? I ain't! Look at that umbrella man! I ate half of it!

Meatwad: Then your whole album was a lie. It wasn't for the shorteez at all. It was for you!
Sir Loin: Look, if I don't come through with this, they're gonna take everything, man. I knew I shouldn't have rented furniture, man! But I got expensive taste.
Frylock: You don't even have a patio, man.
Sir Loin: Well, I know that now.

Frylock: I think the lesson here is never rent furniture. The interest is too high and the terms are unreasonable for something that you really didn't need in the first place.
Sir Loin: Bitch, I need to sit! The farmer gets to sit-- Sayin' "Give me the milk. Give me the milk!" I'm gonna take that stool away from that farmer, man-- stick it right up his ass. Tired of that farmer.
Frylock: There isn't a farmer, is there?
Sir Loin: I can't fill the hole in my life with stuff. My own heart's playing tricks on me, man!
Frylock: Look, we're gonna fix all that, okay? Now, you go in there and you get yourself a low interest loan with reasonable terms, so you can get that debt under control once andfor all.
Sir Loin: And that says "bank"?
Meatwad: It does?
Frylock: Yes, it does.
Meatwad: It does.
Sir Loin: 'Cause you know I got trouble with words, man.
Frylock: Yeah.
Sir Loin: I mean, when it comes to rapping, I got it, but you know, when it's books and science and closed captioning, man, I'm at a loss.
Frylock: Uh-huh. Now go on up the loan chute.
Sir Loin: And after I get this, I'm gonna get my GED and turn my life around.
Frylock: Okay. See you later.
Sir Loin: Hey. hey, man.
Frylock: That's good. let's go.
Sir Loin: wait a minute, man, this ain't no bank! Oh, God!

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Meatwad: Boy I feel like a fool. I ain't never again gonna do what no stupid rap musician gonna tell me what to do.
Frylock: That's a good idea, Meatwad.
Meatwad: From now on, it's only heavy metal bands that gonna boss me around. Them people speak the truth. They got this six-story skeleton named Eddie, and he like opens his mouth all crazy fang-like.. He's crazy as hell.
Frylock: And that's why you've got the eye make up on right?
Meatwad: Uh huh. This here's my demon face. You see, I'm Satan's onion...scallion..
Frylock: Minion?
Meatwad: No, not that.
Frylock: Why the CB radio?
Meatwad: I'm contacting the Devil. Satan got your ears on? Come on under..over..roger..

Satan: 10-4, Good buddy. You got Beelzebub on the down low. Come back.
Sir Loin: Hey, satan, my man! what's up, man?
Satan: Shut up!
Sir Loin: Aah!
Satan: I'm on the phone here.