MMeatwad
[Meatwad is reading through job ads] Hey, here's one. "Looking for dollars? Are you stupid, and gullible, as hell? You may qualify to be part of our dangerous experiment. Bring your resume, wallet, social security, ATM, and all credit cards to Carl's Car Wash. Minorities need not apply, or we gonna sue your balls to the wall." ...That sounds promising.
That job is perfect for you.
[Carl is getting his car washed]
MMeatwad
Oh, here we go. This is the first part of our patented three step treatment. [Garbage juice from a dumpster is poured on Carl's car]
Ya that kinda looks like you're just sorta slingin' dirt on it.
MMeatwad
Well that-what that actually is is dumpster juice, which is sort of a combination of rain water and garbage; very acidic. Very harsh on the paint job.
And uh, why are we doing this again?
MMeatwad
It's just a precoat. I mean, obviously we need to prep the outer coat for, you know, the cat urine. [Cats are lowered and shaken and their urine spreads on Carl's car] And of course the hammers. [A rotating hammer device is lowered, destroying Carl's car]
What the hell are you doin'!?
MMeatwad
Look Carl, lets just lay back down and relax okay [Meatwad puts on a gas mask and gas blows in through a vent]
MMeatwad
Lets allow the mystery gas to do its work. [Carl sighs as he is drugged] And don't worry, we totally redo the paint [Two cans of green and yellow spray paint are lowered and start spraying Carl's car] in a color of our own choosing.
(A shadow falls over him)
CBCarl Brain
Hello, Carl. I too, am Carl. And this is my son, Carl Jr.
CJCarl Jr
(vague jabbering)
CBCarl Brain
We are all Carl.
CBCarl Brain
Yes. Yes. Remove his brain!
MMeatwad
(singing to his new pet cat, Terrence) Terrence, you have my heart. Terrence, you have my soul. Terrence, you ate a bug today, he's no longer moving. You spit him out, his shell don't taste good. But you ate part of his brain. This is home, this is Mean Street.
(grabs Terrence) It is time. (Shake leaves with Terrence to the kitchen, as the sound of a microwave turning on is heard)
A lot of time, these Korean capacitors can't take this many ohms, and then double the problems when you're trying to defrost somebody's kitty cat in there.
MMeatwad
Someone's kitty cat? WHOSE kitty cat?
(picks up a cat) This is Mr. Sparkles. He is a magician and he is NOT to be touched!
MMeatwad
Well then whose kitty cat are we talkin' here?
Well do the math. You had one, now you have none. What does that equal?
MMeatwad
(pause) Terrence, NO!
MMeatwad
Terrence! My... (sniffles) skinless love...
I am the king! (chuckles)
Oh, yeah, and the KING is going to sleep out in the yard tonight.
The grass? That is not a slumber chamber fit for a king!
He was a fine pet, good friend, and he was very cherished and...what was he?
MMeatwad
It's a SHE, thank you, and his name was Terrence.
Oh, sorry, Meatwad, yes, SHE, and now she's gone. Her life (sniffle) snuffed out in its prime — oh, my God, what is that smell?
I'll tell you what. It's called Carl. Right there, where he dropped that deuce!
You're not gonna be able to stop him now.
MMeatwad
It's called Reedickyoulous. Ain't you never seen the ad on TV? "Hey, baby, come by to PICK you up later," only it ain't "pick" they sayin'. It's another word that sounds like "pick", but it's like an inverted p at the beginning, so, you know, it's a different word that sounds like "pick", but it ain't the word "pick". It's a different word...
Then get it — get me one.
It lengthens, strengthen, hardens, girthens, straightens, satisfies, and fully pleasures your crotch.
It's not — they've been sued many times, but women don't get turned on by safe. They crave danger.
MMeatwad
Yeah, they want a man who'll try anything, no matter how disreputable the company.
(Carl's Reedickyoulous is running loudly throughout)
(Mr. Sparkles is in the microwave)
Yeah, I know! You're sad about it, right?
MMeatwad
(still can't hear) What?
Hold on. (holds up post-it reading, "Your Cat — Dead!!" Meatwad writes one saying, "It's your cat, not mine.") Mr. Sparkles! (Sparkles explodes in microwave)
MMeatwad
(Meatwad answers the door and sees zombie animals) It's a reunion. Group hug.
Meatwad back away! There all zombified.
(Comes out and notices the gorilla) When did you get a gorilla?
MMeatwad
Oh, you don't remember this guy? back in '02. I got tired of always loosing them hamsters you know. So I splurged, 'get me a gorilla'.
BBBig Billy
(Speaking in grunts and sign language) Yeah, you don't remember? Shoving me into a microwave?
[To Carl] Yo, chubbs! Hey, hairball!
[Puzzled] Okay? Hehe, I'm sorry, you talking to me, there?
You spin around and direct your attention to me!
MMeatwad
You had your cholesterol checked recently? You probably got a heart condition coming on. [chuckles] Oh, yeah!
What, you got, uh... you got a death wish or something, there?
I'm gonna hop in my pool right now and do a few laps, and when I get out, you had better, if you know what's good for you, have a warm towel for me, hot out of the dryer, and I mean HOT! I will not say it again, so if I were you, I'd get those cottage-cheese thighs moving to the laundry room, and eat a salad once in a while. But time is money...
MMeatwad
Time IS money! You GIVE us the money!
And my time right now is devoted to laps.
MMeatwad
Hey, you told him, man. You TOLD him!
Yeah, I know that I did. It's just so EASY.
I'm gonna tell you Milkshake, you mouth is really writing some checks your cup can't cash.
Is that right? Well why don't you deposit this in your bank of choice!? [Shoots hole in the side of Carl's house] Boom!
Ah, that was a whole Tuscan theme!
MMeatwad
Yeah, boy, you did it, whoo! You did it!
What? You callin' me boy?
Do I look like a small child to you?
MMeatwad
No, no, of, of course not, of course not. It's a term of, of endearment. I just.. you know, like "I love you, you love me and... well, we big happy family"... p-please don't hurt me.
Yes yes, sally forth. Fetch me my floatie, knave.
MMeatwad
Aww, yeah, boy! I mean... y-yes, sir. Yes sir, I'm doin' that.
Ah, oh! (Shake is now seen in Carl's pool) We have talked about this before. I like it at 7, this clearly says 6.8.
What's gotten into you, cup? You put fertilizer on your balls last night?
Yes...but that is none of your concern, and to clarify, you will speak when spoken to.
No I think I speak when I want, it's a free country, jack!
Oh, you like to be free, huh? Well feel free, to feel your ass burn! (fires his lasers at Carl, flying him off-screen)
(Frylock and Carl chained to the tree; after Meatwad rips out Shake's eyes)
Meatwad, did you get the key?
MMeatwad
(shoots lasers at the tree) I got what I need, and now I'm gonna tell you what I want. (shoots lasers again) Yeah! That looked good!
Oh, Meatman... you took his friggin eyeballs out. That's intense!
Yeah, you didn't have to take his eyes out man! Damn!
MMeatwad
(chuckling) Yeah, I did.
(Comes out and has two empty eye sockets) Okay, fools! I have re-energised, and you will be receiving the dividends of my constant laser spanking. Where are you? And I'm only going to ask that once. And my second question is, where the hell are my eyeballs?
Y'know, you oughta just go ahead and get the corrective surgery.
I heard it messes with your night vision, y'know.
MMeatwad
I've heard good things about it, though. Think: not having to have that saline, not having to keep up with glasses...
Listen, the technology's improved: it's hard to say no to!
Ehh, it's so EXPENSIVE, though...
Yeah, but it's been going down the past couple of years. This one cousin of mine- you know Terry? He-he ain't a medical doctor- he's self-taught, though. He passes the savings onto you.
Fryman, this could all go away if you would simply pay me for October...and YOU fix the gas leak!
I'm not fixing that gas leak for me or anyone else, you son of a bitch!
Yes, save it, for tomorrow it won't matter when we play pin the tail on the Shake, and we bob for meatballs, and then we'll play ignore the Fryman.
MMeatwad
I'm playin' it right now.
Once, there was a beautiful little girl...
MMeatwad
What happened to her?
Her mom threw acid on her face because she was jealous of her beauty!
Skulldilocs! Skulldilocs! Thats what the schoolchildren cried... And she was so upset... she threw acid on the schoolkids faces!
Cause somebody from the bible told her to do it!... now press the button...
MMeatwad
I don't wanna press the button!
If you don't press it she's gonna come for you in the night!
MMeatwad
With a bucket of acid for my face?!?
Press the button with all your might! Now give me your hand!
MMeatwad
NO! I won't do it! (Shake smashes the button against Meatwad, pressing it and causing the book to make screaming sounds)
...the children screamed, again and again and again... Press it again (Smashes it againest Meatwad again. making the book scream again.) Press it again twice fast. (Smashes it against Meatwad twice making the book scream twice.)...and Skulldilocs was never found...Good-night! (Leaves a crying Meatwad in his room and is shown locking the door with multiple chains and bars) See ya in hell! (Meatwad squeezes throgh the bottom of the door.) Fine.