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vitro – mentally dull lyrics

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?
some kid: dude this is pretty f-cked up right here!
stan: oh my god they killed kenny!
kyle: you b-st-rds!
stan: oh my god they killed kenny!
mr. garrison: what kind of sick weirdo are you?
stan: oh my god they killed kenny!
kyle: say some thing mr. hankey (ahh)
stan: oh my god they killed kenny. dude, kenny is dead.
chef: h-llo there children. let me sing you a little
song:
i’m gonna make love to you woman,
barbrady: well you ain’t veiona apple,
and if you ain’t veiona apple i don’t give a rat’s -ss.
reporter: what would drive a man to such a disgusting
act?
some woman: my god that’s disgusting!
stan: whoa dude, how do you have s-x with a chicken?
damien: dumb -sses!
stan: ow!
cartman: god d-mn it!
stan: dude!
kyle: huuh sick
mr. hankey: ahhhhh
cartman: you get you b-tch -ss back in the kitchen, and
make me some pie!
kyle: what the h-ll would you know you fat sweaty
mongaloid?!?
cartman: don’t call me fat b-ttf-cker!
kyle: you’re such a fat f-ck cartman, that when you
walk down the street people say,
god d-mnit that kid’s a big fat f-ck!!!
cartman: hey!
mr. mackey: i mean your one screwed up little kid, do
you understand?
cartman: he is a very distrubed little boy.
ms. cartman: you want some cheesy poofs?
cartman: yeah i want cheesy poofs!
ms. cartman: you can have a ensy wensy bit can’t you?
cartman: well?
ms. cartman: just a wensy ensy woo-woo?
cartman: okay!
ms. cartman: i bought you some cheesy poofs and happy
tarts
cartman: god d-mnit!
ms. cartman: just a wensy ensy woo-woo?
stan: oh my god they killed kenny!
kyle: you b-st-rds!
stan: oh my god they killed kenny!
mr. garrison: what kind of sick weirdo are you?
stan: oh my god they killed kenny!
kyle: say some thing mr. hankey (ahh)
stan: oh my god they killed kenny. dude, kenny is dead.
mr. garrison: dumb -ss, what a r-t-rd!
stan: fatso!
cartman: hey.
stan: dude.
mr. garrison: don’t be such a little wuss!
barbrady: fruitcake!
cartman: b-tch.
wendy t: 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 b-tt, and than there were hundereds
of cows and aliens, and
then i went up on the ship, and scott baio gave me
pinkeye!
stan: what the h-ll are you talking about!
mr. garrison: there are no stupid questions, just
stupid people!
wendy: barf is gross!
cartman: n-body gives a rat’s -ss!
pip: lunchy munchys umm!
stan: at least my mom isn’t on the cover of crack wh-r-
magazine!
cartman: don’t call me fat b-ttf-cker.
stan: oh my god they killed kenny!
kyle: you b-st-rds!
stan: oh my god they killed kenny!
starvin’ marvin: yeah i want da cheezy poof!
stan: oh my god they killed kenny!
mr. hankey: hiddy ho!
stan: oh my god they killed kenny.
holy sh-t it’s jesus!
cartman: pigf-cker!
stan: dude don’t say pigf-cker in front of jesus
jesus: yay, believe in me, and ye shall find peace!
ring announcer: wearing very very black shorts..the
king of all that is evil…
towns people: barbera striesand, barbera striesand!
barbera striesand: i’m barbera striesand!
chef: barbera striesand?
leonard maltin: barbera striesand
kyle: kick the baby!
ike: don’t kick the baby!
leonard maltin: leonard maltin
leonard maltin: sydney potier
chef: sydney potier!?!
stan: oh yeah.
b.s.: p-ss -ss little hick!
stan: you ugly scank!
cartman: d-mn your black heart, barbera stiesand! hey!
why dont you stop dressin’ me up like a mailman, and
making me dance for
you, while you go and smoke crack in your bedroom and
have s-x with some
guy i don’t even know on my dad’s bed!
some kid: this is pretty f-cked up right here!
cartman: let us remember the good times, kenny would
have wanted it that way!
stan: oh my god they killed kenny!
kyle: you b-st-rds!
stan: oh my god they killed kenny!
kyle: total weirdo freak!
stan: oh my god they killed kenny!
stan: oh my god!
kyle: oh my god
stan: oh my god they killed kenny.
dude kenny is dead!
kyle: ohh!
cartman: ohhoh!

ooooooooww

well, kyle’s mom a b-tch, she a big fat b-tch, she the
biggest b-tch in the whole
wide world. she’s a
stupid b-tch, if there ever was a b-tch. she’s a b-tch
to all the boys and girls.

monday, she’s a b-tch. on tuesdays, she’s a b-tch and
wednesday through sat-rday,
she’s a b-tch.
then on sunday, just to be different, she’s a super
king kamayamaya beeyoch.

have you ever met my friend kyle’s mom? she’s the
biggest b-tch in the whole wide
world. she’s a
mean old b-tch and has stupid hair. she’s a b-b-b-b-b-
b-tch. b-b-b-b-b-b-cause she’s
a stupid
b-tch. kyle’s mom’s a b-tch and she’s just a dirty
b-tch. kyle’s mom is a biiiitcha.

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