[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING]
[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]
[DOOR CREAKS OPEN]
Can't quit tomorrow, Krypto... The most important day of my young adult life.
You maybe thinking...
"Hey, you finally guessed what is nude number."
Or, "Hey, you finally designed your
auto-erotic excruciation."
But no, silly Krypto.
It's Halloween!
And for the first time, Krypto, I'm going trick or treating.
And there's no one that can stop... me.
UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING:
Yeah.
♪ Just too hot for me to see
♪ Everybody in misery
♪ Scared to rejoin
♪ What could ruin the image I'm too tired to see
♪ Never break the mirror It only gives you mirror
♪ To the emptiness inside
♪ Try to hit it up with Another cup or something
♪ Personalities are trapped
♪ Well, every time I look
♪ I see aggression
♪ Every time I look
♪ I see confusion
♪ Every time I look
♪ I see confrontation
♪ There is nobody Who sees the same
♪ When you see
♪ When you look into the mirror
♪ When you see
♪ When you look into The mirror ♪
[SHUDDERING]
[MUMBLES]
Whoo.
Krypto, guess what today is? [CLAPS]
It's Halloween.
[SIGHING] Oh.
Let's go.
[SINGING] Come back to ebony
[HUMMING INDISTINCTLY]
[SINGING] It's a happy Halloween
I've got a candy
Lots of candy
Sweet candy
[WATER POURING]
[GARGLES]
Ah, look out, boys. Welcome to paradise.
I guess for you Mr. Halloween,
prepare to bow down and spew forth mountains of sweets.
To the sweets.
'Cause no one's about to mess it up.
To peace.
Now it's time for breakfast.
The foundation of every healthy girl's life.
[DOOR CREAKS OPEN]
Awesome people.
Oh, god, so hard to choose. So hard to choose.
Fruity goodness, chocolaty goodness.
Shuffling of corn flakes.
Ah, Franken Berry.
A little milk.
The sugar.
Little bland...
And this to a sour fresh breath.
[CRUNCHING]
This is really parting me.
Ah.
Now this is a shock.
Oh.
Here comes.
High on a chocolate highway.
[DRUMS BEATING FAINTLY]
[SMOOTH SLOW JAM]
♪ Your life
♪ Is a sin
♪ Day after day
♪ Everything that you do
Ooh.
Halloween is gonna be great.
Nothing could go wrong.
[MUMBLING]
Cassie, this day has come.
We're gonna trick and treat the hell out of Halloween
with no remorse.
Yeah, but I'm a little scared, aren't ya?
DIRECTOR: Go.
Yes.
Yes.
It is a fear I have to overcome once and for all.
Ever since I was a little girl,
I have lived in fear of
All Hallows' Eve.
Yeah, I remember what happened to you.
I don't know how you can live with that memory.
Oh.
McLargehuge.
[KNOCKING AT DOOR]
Pour some sugar on me.
Yeah, that's right.
Pour some sugar on me.
[KNOCKING AT DOOR]
Ooh.
BOTH: Trick or treat?
Hey, girl. Want to see something really scary?
[GRUNTING]
No, no.
Stop it, stop it. No.
Oh, yeah. Ah, baby.
You know how I like this. Oh, god.
Oh, what is that? Oh, god.
Look out, look out.
Why don't you look out, I said. Oh, god.
[SPITS]
Now, we'll take this.
We'll have fun with this. And our man will as well. [LAUGHING]
Now, remember the name, Chest McLargehuge.
For it is the chilling sound of your doom.
Geek.
Doh.
[LAUGHING]
Halloween is ours.
[LAUGHING]
Stupid bitch.
What a crazy day.
[TREMBLING]
Call the police.
[THUD]
Oh, yeah.
That was the reason I became resistant to chocolate.
It's my only friend.
But now it is time for Mulva to shine
and give Halloween a run for its money.
What are you going as?
Well, I was thinking of going as a London whore.
You know with my tits hanging out and my make-up slut-like
and blood draining from my genital...
area.
They're in this, right?
Yeah, rocks.
I was gonna go as Danger Girl
but she'll never make it. I'm extremely ugly.
So instead, I'm going as Dr. Egon Spangler,
from the 1984 hit, Ghostbusters.
He was played by the legendary director and screenwriter,
Harold Ramis.
All right, neat. So I'll see you around five or so.
Okay, bye.
Super sweet, I'll see you then.
[HUMMING GHOSTBUSTERS THEME]
[UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING]
♪ She's a brick cat
♪ Meow
♪ She's mighty, mighty
♪ Let it all hang out
Ha-ha, how's that?
Hey, Mr. Bonejack, how are you livin'?
[GABBLING]
Mulva.
Well, how are you doing today?
See, you shouldn't be outside here doing all this shiznit.
You should be inside watching Cosby.
I'll get you a Jell-O Pudding Pop.
Mr. Bonejack, are you crazy?
Perhaps you're not aware of what day it is.
Today is Halloween.
And for the first time in my young adult life
I'm going trick or treating.
Trick or treat, hmm?
Well, get ready for an orgiastic feast of the senses
and an unbound will to converge with a god of tooth decay.
You know, I love this holiday, Mulva.
It brings about the willingness for people to run naked
in a patch of Turkish Delight. [LAUGHING]
Mr. Bonejack, what the hell are you talking about?
Eh, forget about it.
Why don't you have fun tonight, Mulva?
But be careful.
Because tonight is gonna hold more than sweets to the sweet.
If you know what I mean.
It just might be the most terror-filled night
of your life.
Sure thing, Mr. Bonejack.
Well, I gotta get going. I should go get my costume.
I'm gonna be a Ghostbuster.
I sure have to meet someone, brother.
Later.
So long, Mulva.
[LAUGHING]
She's a really good kid.
And quite a piece of ass, if I say so.
[LAUGHING]
[BARKING]
I smell something.
Something's coming.
Something dead.
I'll have to keep an eye on her tonight.
Oh, but first,
Cosby's on and I gotta get myself some Jell-O pudding.
[ACOUSTIC GUITAR PLAYING]
♪ Mulva Sack was a super geek
♪ Never been trick or treating
♪ She's afraid of Halloween Because of a horrible Experience she had
♪ For a couple of evil doers
♪ Chest McLargehuge Takateru
♪ But she turned 23
♪ And it's time to finally Bring back Halloween
♪ For the hell of her Morbidly obese friend, Cassie
♪ But little do they know There're flashing horde of
♪ Zombies are in Tromaville
♪ And they'll quite Possibly ruin
♪ Mulva's night of fun ♪
So what do you think Savini won't be there?
The godfather of gore?
The sultan of splatter?
My god, man, if he isn't,
I'm not seeing dawn of the dead,
for at least a week.
You ever wonder what kind of a movie would come about
if Sam Raimi, George A. Romero, Tom Savini
Lucio Fulchi
were all involved?
You shut your mouth right now, mister.
That would be a little death. I could die
ten or eleven times after that, my friend.
Sure, you're right.
Why are cars avoiding us?
Look at us, man. Look at us, we just stepped out of Hobb's End.
For John Cooper's classic homage
to H.P. Lovecraft.
In the Mouth of Madness.
You dickweed.
Hey, cool. There's more people hitching.
Maybe they're going to convention too.
Hey, you guys, man...
Wait, what are you doing?
What if they're psychos?
Yeah, not very likely, man.
If anything, we're the freaks. Here they come.
[FEET SHUFFLING]
Oh, my god. I think they're are going to the convention.
Think.
I hope.
[GROWLING]
Uh, Randall, I think we need to bustle up.
Toot sweet.
BOTH: Zombies!
[SCREAMING]
Wait, wait, wait, wait.
You guys wanna hear a funny joke?
So I says to her "liked it, I loved it."
[LAUGHING]
[SCREAMING]
Mine fructose for my living.
Aah.
[GROWLING]
♪ I'm chilling, I'm good I'm straight
♪ I can't You don't wanna know ♪
Whoa. McLargehuge.
Well, well, well.
If it isn't Mulva the sack. Out in public and unhinged.
Take a bunch of this.
You think you're going to go trick or treating,do you?
[LAUGHING]
Fool.
Do you not remember the last time we met?
You're not cut out for this night.
It is too scary for the likes of you, slut.
[LAUGHING]
Foolish mortal, I laugh at your discomfort and scoff
at the pure anguish we are handing to you.
You shut you cock sucking mouth, you dick smugglers.
Guess what? I'm not scared of you mofos no more.
I'm not kiddo.
My, my, my.
You are a feast of sass, aren't you?
But you better watch your back.
This night is my game, and my rules.
And no snivelings of super geek
will out-trick nor treats the likes of me.
[LAUGHS] Bitch.
We will see, you diphthongs. We'll just see, won't we?
'Cause tonight is the night of Mulva.
And both of you better get to step in and represent
'cause both of you are gonna get yours.
Both of you.
Shameful.
Oh, really. [LAUGHING]
[BOTH LAUGHING]
Oh, god. Oh, god, my ribs.
My ribs, ha-ha, I can't even take it.
Oh, god, oh, oh.
[LAUGHING]
Oh, god, it's cracking. It's cracking.
Oh, shit.
So, you want lunch?
Yeah, good, sure thing, boss. Let's go.
[KNOCKING AT DOOR]
Ha-ha.
You silly ghosts.
[LAUGHING]
You look awesome.
Awesome, I look great.
You too. You make me wanna rip your clothes off
and lick your womanhood in orgasmic frenzy.
[LAUGHING]
Cool, so do we have everything we need?
Well, let's see.
Candy bags. Check.
Check.
Check.
Toilet paper. Check.
Shaving cream. Check.
Shaving cream?
You're terrible.
I know. [LAUGHING]
Protect your tape so other morons can't see us.
Better safe than sorry, you know.
And don't worry, 'cause I have the VCR
set up to the tape the making of George Lucas' epic
Howard the Duck.
Yeah, I really wanna see the secrets
behind one of the biggest and best sci-fi fantasies of mid-80s and more.
Guy who does it.
Let's show Halloween what we're made of.
Who are you gonna call?
Me. [LAUGHING]
[LAUGHING]
MULVA: This is cool
So glad we're going trick Or treating this year
This is so much fun.
[MULVA SINGING]
[GABBLING]
Cool. [LAUGHING]
Mulva.
Godspeed, you two.
May you have many adventures into the pleasure dome tonight.
But be careful.
You know,
I think I really should keep an eye on those two tonight.
Just to, just to make sure they're safe.
I'm gonna get myself a costume.
And I know exactly who I'm gonna be. [MUMBLING]
This is all so exciting.
The sight-seeing, the smells.
I really wish Krypto could see this.
What a blow to the system.
So where do we start?
Anywhere, Cass.
The world is our oyster.
This is our time.
Down here, our dream, our wish.
BOTH: Let's go.
[COMICAL MUSIC PLAYING]
Yeah, stay safe girls, stay safe.
WOMAN: Hey.
Huh?
Who you're supposed to be?
Shit, are you kidding' me?
Look at me.
I'm Bill Cosby
from the legendary TV show,
The Cosby Show.
Cliff Huxtable,
check me out, you did?
That sucks, you suck.
And Bill Cosby sucks.
Suck my big, black dick, you little fucker.
Shit, never pleased.
Ha-ha.
MULVA: Le-de-dum. Whoop.
Oh, I don't know, Mulva.
This is the Van Brunt house.
I hear they expose themselves to skinless chicken breasts
for a good time thrill.
Come on, Cassie. That was just a rumor.
Besides, it was skinless llama head, not chicken head, silly.
[LAUGHING]
Oh, well, OK, I guess. Let's go.
[KNOCK AT DOOR]
Uh, trick or treat?
Trick or treat?
Enter.
Please.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]
[DOOR SLAMS]
This place is creepy.
Silence!
I am Lady McPouchsweat.
And you have come to my domain
to feast upon free confectionery treats,
in which you will take pleasure in knowing they're tasty.
Indeed.
Oh, yeah. I think.
Uh, Mulva.
I just shat my pants
in complete and total fear.
Quiet.
So, Miss Pouchsweat,
do you enjoy the holidays?
It seems like you get into it with the costumes and all.
I wear this all the time.
You see for me, small one,
Halloween represents, uh,
freeing of the spirit
in one's mortal coil.
A voyage of orgasmic highways converging.
Only us, lasted
hope...
Uh yeah, me too.
Well, we have to go now.
[GASPS]
[SCREAMING] Good lord!
Yeah.
You suckers think you can leave here without the free candy,
and one homely conversation, huh?
[TREMBLING]
Fall victim to Shawn Michaels new replacement.
James, the Jimmyhead.
The Cock God Van Brundt.
Gargle with dat hos.
Yeah.
Oh.
Who are these devil strangers with pets like villains
in need a friend, huh?
James. [SLAPPING]
This is Mulva and Cassie.
And they're here for their yearly
tooth decay intake. [LAUGHING]
Um.
How did you know our names?
What?
I, uh,
coming.
Oh, my. There. Hey, so what do you say
you foxy ladies wanna
sample the old Jimmyhead, ha?
Let's go. Let's go, babies.
Come on, yeah.
Ladies, ladies, ladies.
Take a look at my manhood
and check out the new sex symbol for the new millennium.
Change, man...baby.
You know me, you love me.
Can we get out candy and get out of here?
What? You will leave?
I couldn't help but notice that you fine ladies weren't having sex
with me. [LAUGHING]
[LAUGHING]
Ah, you know, don't worry, ladies. I'm not gonna bite.
Unless, of course, you want me to.
[LAUGHING]
And oh, how they dance.
Will you take me to
on Stonehenge.
[GASPING]
[LAUGHING]
Oh, oh. You guys wanna see a magic trick?
Ha, you wanna see magic trick?
Yay.
No, really shouldn't but...
[MYSTERIOUS MUSIC PLAYING]
[INHALING]
[APPLAUDING]
This is Twilight. I love to mystify.
I love to mystify with mysterious, mysterious arts
of mystification.
Thank you.
[APPLAUSE]
I will never
sleep...again.
Well, kids,
time to go. Thank you very much, it was, uh,
good times.
May the ever loving god of Newbird squirt
its saucy life all over thy
bosom and
may the ever loving god of poop
slide its grission morbidity
twixt the both of you.
[GASPING]
Cry...
name of Vince.
[SCREAMING]
[LAUGHING]
Hey, you two, don't worry about that.
You know, old lady and I like to get a little carried away during Halloween.
Have some candy.
Go ahead, it won't bite.
Unless you want it to. [LAUGHING]
Oh. That was all an act?
You really had us going for a while there. That was very good.
Yeah, we sincerely thought you were psycho crack head or something.
Well, now you know, huh?
You kids have a happy Halloween.
Thanks.
Bye.
Whoa, whoa, wait a second, ladies, girls.
Listen up, since we got all that settled,
hey, would you like to take a look at my collection of sores and lesions
on my, on my weiner, my weinker cankers? Come on.
You two, sure, we can, uh, I can, let me just...
Cassie, run. He's gonna show us his wang.
What a couple of bitches!
Bye, girls.
Remember, pepperidge farm remembers.
Oh, Jimmy hats.
It's time to come place me with your rendition of the stick's classic, Mr. Roboto
whilst you rode my bleeding hereafter.
[SNICKERING]
Hooray.
My name is Killroy.
[MUMBLING]
[SNARLING]
[GROWLING]
That was the weirdest thing that has ever happened to me.
But at least we got some candy though, we're cleaning up.
Which way you wanna go?
I'm hardly thinking of my past Halloween horrors.
You know, these really are good times.
The most.
Oh, poop. Look who's coming.
Oh, McLargehuge.
Hey, rug munchers.
[LAUGHING]
Ah, Cassie.
I see you're finally adjusted to your true profession.
[LAUGHING]
What a hoe.
MULVA: You suck, you super suck.
So, you scored some major sweet treats, I see.
Well, I think I will let you give me your winnings.
Or you will fall victim to our use of lust.
Back off, man. I'm a ghost buster.
Hah, that's rich.
What are you gonna do? Bust some free roaming vapors?
[LAUGHING]
You're so true, so true.
Sucker, I hated you before I even knew you.
And who are you supposed to be?
Gutter slut.
I'm the world's funniest Code Comic character.
[MUMBLING]
[LAUGHING]
And I am the fearless guardian of the Dragonball Z world.
Look at me, as if to say, whoa
[MUMBLING]
Let's get out of here, Cassie.
I don't have time for this and time's all I got today.
You tiny disease.
Don't make me 'cause I will.
Oh, cute. Now who threw this at us?
[SNARLING]
Oh, shittin' Kopulo guys.
I don't know if this is the actual description,
but I do believe that they're...zombies!
Run for the hills.
[SCREAMING]
[UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING]
This is not happening.
Nothing like this ever happens in Tromaville.
It is possible, Cassie.
Especially, you won't feel like this when your body is completely fucked up
to begin with.
Well, what do we do?
I can't believe those were real zombies.
Oh, for real fucking zombies.
Shit.
What?
What?
Shit, you dropped the fucking candy.
Oh, yeah, oh yeah.
Hey Chest, this was not my idea.
This was all your idea.
You wanna fight, fight someone your own size, you sonuvabitch.
You sonuvabitch.
The whole fucking point
was to get fucking candy.
I blame you.
You sonuvabitch.
[SNARLING]
Oh, my god.
Oh, you fucking zombie get the fuck off me, you fucking zombie.
I'll tear you shit. I'm gonna tear it up.
You fucking zombie.
You want a taste of the Takateru?
Oh, my god. You fuckin pirate.
Oh, you wild beast.
Oh, you sonuvabitch.
You wanna spit on someone,
take this and spit on it.
Take that and rub it.
Yeah.
[RUSTLING]
[ROCK SONG PLAYING]
Listen to my song.
Dynamite!
[SNARLING]
You sonuvabitch.
Huh?
Meh, how about I hook your navel up from my fist
'cause I'm going to ram it in your stomach.
[GRUNTING]
One...two...uh, three.
[GRUNTING]
[LAUGHING]
Meeting adjourned.
See Chest, that's how it's done.
Hey, now. [LAUGHING]
Look at those bitches. [LAUGHING]
Get the funk out, bitches. We're hiding here.
Get lost, St. John's. We were here first. Go find your own sanctuary.
[LAUGHING]
Step aside, Red. [LAUGHING]
[MUMBLING]
[LAUGHING]
Ah, stupid hoe.
Some other time, doll.
If you can't cut it, you best get out of the living room, you dig?
Punk bitch.
Make, like, a tree and jump off the fucking cliff.
Damn, Takateru's got so mad, fat vibes.
You stupid, dumb
poker-face dummy.
Stupid, bloody fag's dummy butt
slobberin', stupid...
Uh, intimate douche wiper
feel my fist.
Oh, what?
[SCREAMING]
[GROWLING]
Oh, oh, my god. I can't even believe what you're doing to my arm.
Why won't you let it go?
It seems to me, like, you're gonna pull it out from my socket.
[SCREAMING]
Oh, my god, oh.
Fuck.
Death to all.
Oh, death to all.
[SCREAMING]
Oh, god. You have dishonored me and my family.
And I must commit seppuku and let the dragon free.
Aah.
Takateru.
No.
Fuck this shit, I'm spiltin'.
Cassie, we're doing anything about that.
On your toe, let's go.
[SCREAMING]
[GROWLING]
Cherry Cola.
Deep fry.
[GROWLING AND SNARLING]
[COMICAL MUSIC PLAYING]
Come on.
Here they come.
Here they come.
[PANTING]
Oh, god. Sweet mother of Christ, why is this happening to me?
Shut up, you fugly beast.
We don't need to hear your bitching.
Shut up, you secret cock smuggler.
We should've left those things tear you apart.
[ARGUING]
[SNARLING]
[SCREAMING]
[SNARLING]
CASSIE: Oh, my god.
MULVA: Dead sonuvabitch.
Get off me, you evil...
BONEJACK: You wanna feast on somebody your own size?
Huh?
Feast on the bone, Jack, you one dead sonuvabitchs
How 'bout that?
Mr. Bonejack.
[SCREAMING AND YELLING]
You should cool it.
[INDISTINCT YELLING]
Damn you. Damn you to hell.
You finally cracked. Dead.
Sons of bitches have better jobs picking you all dead.
You did it, you finally did it, you bastard.
Hey, Mulva, I told you to be careful on this night.
What?
Mr. Bonejack, can we get the hell out of here already?
Mr. Bonejack, come on. Can we get out of here?
[SCREAMING]
Mulva, I'm coming.
Why don't they just take this? Meh.
[GROWLING]
[PANTING]
This is like some bad B-movie.
Well, guess what, this isn't your B-movie. And we have a serious problem.
Problem-zeh. Plural.
How can this be real?
Shut up, you brute. It is real, so deal with it.
Shut up, you enabler. You shouldn't even be here. We let you come in.
Bitch, don't make me
'cause I will.
Now you do it.
No, no, no, it's not my night.
You zombies will not ruin my chance to trick and or treat.
You wanna feast or something.
Feast on me you, un-dead sons of bitches
because you will not stop this crazy train.
I, Mulva Sack will rip your teeth out.
You are in state to do what my super sweet compound move.
So bring it on, motherfuckers.
Bring it on.
Whoa.
Bring it on, come on, bring it on. I dare you to.
Hmm. Wow.
Boom.
Now that's what I'm talking about,
I'm with you, Mulva.
Those zombie bastards need to get streaked
molly whopped up in hell.
You've heard.
So how do we kill these things?
What kind of basement is this
I should have weapons of death
all over the place.
Come on, be my baby.
Come on, be my baby.
I'm never prepared, I'm always thinking
"Mulva, what are you going to do if the zombies attack?"
Negate the first stock life.
I've seen, we're defeated.
I've seen, we're defeated.
Like a back... or something but,
no, I won't forget
[HUMMING]
So what's the deal?
Can we kill these things?
Is this like all the classical Romero flicks?
We used to have messier fucking in their brains.
I sat through the hell when he came out toot sweet.
Sure enough.
Parting shots to the disowned, biatch.
How do you think this happened?
Tell ya, chemical spills or something, that's how it always happens.
Or
there was just no more room
in hell.
So, the plan is
just go outside
bust these things up the hizzat?
Sure, you're right.
All right, guys. Let's go Savini on their asses.
ALL: Hooray.
[SNARLING]
Huh?
Huh?
Let's kill some zombies.
[SCREAMING AND ROARING]
Oh, my god, this.
[SCREAMING]
[GROANING]
Shit.
Oh, my shite. You fucking asshole, you bit me.
[MUMBLES] you're going to turn into one of them.
We gotta waste you.
No, no, no.
We can't, we could change it.
What? [RETCHES]
Yeah, stop your crap, you guys.
We still have to send these hell beasts back to hell and beyond.
I can. How 'bout ya?
Suck on this.
Bitch.
Meaty, good Jude.
[MUMBLING]
Where did all of them go?
Oh, shit. Where did all of them go?
Fuck. Look at me.
Oh, god.
Cassie.
Not stopping this.
I think I'd like to feast on you.
Yes.
That's your soul, brother.
Huh?
Speak out to the prince of darkness
since you burn for all eternity.
Soul sucker. [SCREAMS]
[GRUNTS]
And this is Mulva.
Ain't you brute, sis?
Oh, Mulva.
Are you all right?
Fuck yeah. Let's go kick some zombie ass.
Sure you're right. [LAUGHING]
[SCREAMING]
Fuckin' shit.
[SCREAMING]
[GROANING]
Oh, yes.
Oh, fuck. You wanna take a piece of that? Take a piece of this.
[SHRILL SCREAM]
Yeah, that's right, motherfucker.
I'll take your tongue and you will love when I take it.
God. Jiggle what, jiggle who, jiggle meez. Sucka.
[SCREAMING]
[SPEAKING GERMAN]
[SCREAMING]
Pah. Mulva.
Mulva.
The power of Christ compels ye.
[SNAPS]
Snap out of it girl, we got work to do.
Cassie's dead.
You gotta stop worrying about that fat sow right now, woman.
We gotta kill the un-dead.
You and me.
So what say
We go to Tromaville, into the city of Tromaville
where obviously we'll have the big climactic bloodbath
frenzy, when we kill all the zombies.
Count me in, Mr. Bonejack.
Oh, hey, look at this,
slap my hand, Blackso man.
Let's go.
[WIND HOWLING]
[THUNDER RUMBLING]
[THUNDER RUMBLING]
[SCREAMING]
Look, Mulva. There they are.
Zombies!
Let's go kick their asses, huh?
Yeah.
Who the fuck are you?
[SCREAMING]
I am who you think I am.
Who you want me to be.
I'm your dream maker, so, why don't you let me.
[GROWLING]
Zombies.
Whoo! [ALL]
Mr. Bonejack, are you ready for this?
Whoo.
I was born ready.
The two of us can do it, Mr. Bonejack.
I know it.
You mean the three of us.
[DISCO MUSIC PLAYING]
Didn't see that one coming.
Let's take these muggers out, you hear me?
VOICE: Don't forget about me.
I'm with you. You're going down, pump bitches.
Whoo.
You ain't seen kids like these, neither have we.
All right, you feline breeders.
I said that nobody was going to stop me
from having the greatest Halloween of my life.
And you are no exception.
Get ready to face the fury of moment of saccharin.
And don't step on the gravy.
Let the battle of hell whatever...charge.
[GROWLING]
You're damn right.
It's garbage, pfft!
We came, we saw, we kicked his ass.
Thank you, Mr. Bonejack, you really came through
on this stereotypical black lable sidekick.
Hey, you wanna get out of here?
Most definitely.
You wanna see how big my dick is?
You did it, Mulva. You did it.
You've rid Tromaville of the disgusting perversion
of those evil, flesh eating zombies.
And you have gotten rid of the awful inter-species sex of John Stamos.
And not to mention Halloween. We couldn't have done it better.
Loudiz, you suck.
And look at how grateful the good citizens of Tromaville are to you.
Real big fish are not sellouts.
Neither is Jan-Michael Vincent for that matter.
Mulva, you put the PH in sex. Now, I can swim.
I don't have the gag reflex. [GIGGLING]
Oh.
Ee ee ee.
Dude.
God damn, you are ugly.
Look at this gollum.
He looks like somebody drowned you in oil with skeen 'o' rich.
Mr. Bonejack.
I'm sorry.
This sucker is a goblin.
Look at this shit. This is hideous.
[CRYING]
You are a true hero.
And as recognition thereof
I shall permit you to fill toxy's chunky starfish
with your incredible dick snot.
And what of me, Sargent Kabuki man, NYPD?
You too, Kabuki man.
And, uh, by the way, Mulva,
you and I maybe... I happen to be hung like a baguette.
Mm-hmm, thank you, Sir Mayor.
That sounds punking, oh.
[LAUGHING]
[LAUGHING]
God bless us, everyone of us.
Well, then, everyone, let's dance, for no apparent reason.
[REGGAE SONG PLAYING]
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