Oh, jeez. [walks across the party to a guest in a Crocodile Hunter outfit with a stingray hanging off his chest] Erm, er, dude, the whole Crocodile Hunter thing, it's just a little soon, you know. I mean, he only died a few weeks ago. It's just not cool. Gotta leave.
[However, the man in the Irwin "costume" is actually...]
SISteve Irwin
But it's me, Satan! Steve Irwin! I am the Crocodile Hunter!
[to crowd] Everybody, I'm sorry. Halloween is for you. It's for all of you who make my life so special. If I don't realize that, then I'm no better than a rich American teenage girl.
Well, do you want to get shot or you want to be grounded? [Butters runs back inside the house and to his room, screaming; to Linda] Honestly, why do you let him watch that darned Black Entertainment Channel?