03x16 - Boo Cocky

[bunniefuu]

It's alive!

Aww, you idiot...

# Let's go nerds #

Yeah!

Oh man,

someone put Liquid Heat in our
jock straps.

Oh, it burns!

Wow, Stan,
you were wonderful.

You're that nerd!

Gentlemen,
you have been convicted of

illegal surveillance,
invasion of privacy,

multiple counts of as*ault,
identity theft, and r*pe.

You are each order to serve
not less than

years in
maximum security prison!

Ow!

Nerds!

Are you guys thinking
what I'm thinking?

That this is the best day of my
entire life?

No, we've got to reach out to
them.

And that's how chemistry works.

See, it really isn't so hard.

Yo, I'm sorry for calling
you a nerd.

Change my life, dawg!

Learning is fun!

I love learning!

I've reached them.

Conan, what is best in life?

# What is best in life #

# That is hard to say #

# For each man is unique #

# In his own way #

# As a boy #

# I liked gum drops
and puppies #

# Sailboats and frogs #

# And my best friend little
Ricky Mabius #

# But when I became
a young man #

# What was best in life #

# Began to change just
like my body #

# I like pretty Stacy Lion
with the long blonde hair #

# And eyes that were
blue as the ocean #

# But now that I'm grown #

# My thoughts have changed #

# And it's pretty clear to me #

# The answer to the question,
what is best life #

# Is plain enough
for all to see #

# Crush your enemies #
# Crush your enemies #

# And see them driven
before you #

# Crush your enemies #
# Crush your enemies #

# And see them driven
before you #

# And hear the lamentations
of the women #

Did that blow your mind?
Huh?

Welcome to
the Star Trek experience.

Here in glamorous Las Vegas.

One please.

That will be $ . .

Holy crap is that
in space dollars?

Excuse me, but there is no such
thing as space dollars.

Perhaps you're referring to the
gold press latinum

which is the unit of currency
commonly...

Ow, my knee cap.

So, $ . .

Welcome to the Enterprise.

The Klingons have been sighted
in the area.

Fear not my dear, the regulation
snugness of your uniform

has my photon torpedo
in launch position!

Ohhh!
Ugh!

Oh, there's a hair trigger on
the f*ring mechanism.

If you know what I mean.

On my command, R -D .

Argh.

Fire lasers at Pluto!

Sir, I'm gonna have to ask you
to leave.

What are you doing in my
bathroom?

Ahh, jeez.

Bridge to sanitation.

Someone took a dump on the
captain's chair, again.

Hey Eddie, look at this.

Della Reese lost pounds,
good for her.

Hey you're not Eddie.

You will be assimilated.

Infantile.

Attention Enterprise,

you thought you were clever
hiding in this

parallel dimension, but we have
finally found you.

Prepare to be assimilated.

Ah, is this in the script?

I can't adlib man, I suck at
improv.

Don't worry,
I was a groundling.

My clean little hands...

Now spread the flour, now shaky
shaky, shaky.

What are you doing?

Stir...

What?
Another Enterprise?

How can this be?

Volgmor, return to the ship.

Oh, cruel irony, this is right
out of my fan fic.

Thank you parallel dimension
Enterprise.

Yes sir!

Oh, they're hot!
Chocolate chip cookie?

L- I...
What?

Uh, where am I?

How'd I get up here?

Are you guys SAG?
Hello!

Hey what's on the menu today?

I thought the inmates might like
a nice change of pace.

Broccoli, baked beans, coffee
ice cream and Red Bull.

Oh my god.

Uh, I think I've had enough of
that show.

Delete.

Hey, what are you doing?

I don't want Robot Chicken on
the DVR any more.

No!
I love Robot Chicken!

It's all farting and retards.

Well I like it.

Tough titty.

Ass!
We split the cable bill!

TV doesn't have to be stupid.

It can be challenging...

Oh yeah, you want something
brainy on the TV.

Uh.

Oh man, I ain't going to prison!

Oh my god!
Gary! Enrique!

Oh, I better call !

But I might as well watch a
little Robot Chicken

while I wait for the cops.

Do you see the problem here?

Yeah, that hallway is like
bizarrely huge!

That was fantastic Dave, take
and we'll be right with you.

Man, I wish it was better.

Yeah, but it's not too much of a
problem

I'll get Rosie in here to adjust
the levels and such.

It will sound good.

Hey did I tell you I took out
Rosie last Friday.

Oh really? How'd it go?

She got thirteen toes.

What?

Weird right?

I took her to dinner and then
invited her back to my place

thinking I'd get a little play
maybe a BJ or something.

She said her feet were hurting
so I offer a massage

you know, loosen her up a bit,
so I take her shoes off

and bam, three extra digits
looking right at me.

Ugh, what'd you do?

Pulled out a Kn*fe
and cut 'em off.

What?

Ha, just kidding.
Naw I gave her the massage.

And?

She fell asleep, passed out
right there on the couch.

What'd you do?

Tucked her in,
let her sleep.

That's it?

Well first I undressed her and
took some pictures.

Yeah, oh boy!

Dude you got to let me see 'em.

I'll show you right
when we're done.

Ah cool,
then let's get this over with.

I've been dying to see what
Rosie's been hiding

under that hunting jacket.

Huh, wonder where he went.

Ah, probably just stepped
outside for some air.

Let me see the pictures before
he comes back.

Where are we?

Chained up next to Slater,
this really is a t*rture chamber.

Hey, where's Screech?

All in due time children.

You jerk wad!

What did have you done
with our friend?

If you really want to know...

Look at me!
I'm Jesus!

In that case, God should demand
a paternity test.

Silence!

In the center of the room is a
red button.

Press it and Samuel Screech Powers
will be torn to pieces.

Now why the heck
would we do that?

Press the button and I let the
rest of you go free.

That's an impossible choice.
You're sick!

Sorry.

It's kinda my only hobby.

Wow that is devious.

Kinda wish I thought of that.

The game begins,
now!

If we push the button
we all go free.

Slater,
don't even think about it!

Just press the button,
you're my best buds.

Save yourselves!

Oh, Screech!

Forget it Screech,
all for one and one for all.

Children I forgot to mention
something,

if you press the button you also
get free corvettes!

What is happening?
Why isn't he dead yet?

No!

Work, damn it!

Hang on!
Hang on!

Stop hitting the button so hard.

You're breaking it.

Make it work.

I hate you guys.

I can't believe I masturbated to
Kelly and wanted bang Lisa.

You suck!

Yo, f*ck the button

just give me a blunt object,
I'll b*at him to death!

Stop! Stop!
Just-just stop!

Stop!
Hey, hey, hey!

Wait-wait, a minute.

It's me.

Principal Belding.

You're not really prisoners,
this was just a trust exercise

to help students to learn to
depend on each other.

Ahhhh!

Stop! Stop!

Just slit his throat!

Use my nail file!

For the love of god!

Yes Slater.

So we really don't get
corvettes?

No.
Are there any other questions?

Me, me, me, me!

Are there any questions not
pertaining to corvettes?

Ahh, man.

I f*cking hate you guys.

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