Oh, really? Gosh, where could I have put Pip's invitation? Oh, yeah, now I remember! I shoved it up my ass! Yeah, I wrote it out, put it in an envelope, sealed it, and, whoop! Shoved it up my ass, forever ruining any chance you had of coming to my birthday party. Sorry, Pip old chap.
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Matt Stone
Matthew Richard Stone (born May 26, 1971) is an American actor, animator, writer, director, producer, singer, and songwriter. He is known for co-creating South Park (1997–present) along with his creative partner Trey Parker, as well as co-writing the Tony Award-winning musical The Book of Mormon (2011). Stone was interested in film and music as a child, and attended the University of Colorado, Boulder following high school, where he met Parker. The two collaborated on various short films, and starred in a feature-length musical, titled Cannibal! The Musical (1993). Stone and Parker moved to Los Angeles and wrote their second film, Orgazmo (1997). Before the premiere of the movie, South Park premiered on Comedy Central in August 1997. The duo, who possess full creative control of the show, have since produced music and video games based on the show, which continues to run. They worked on a feature film titled South Park: Bigger, Longer & Uncut (1999), which received acclaim from both critics and fans. Alongside Parker, he has also produced various feature films and television series, including Team America: World Police (2004
Mr. Garrison: And where are you from, Damien? Damien: The seventh layer of hell! Mr. Garrison: Oh, that's exciting, my mother was from Alabama.
Mr. Garrison: The new law states, can't sing any songs having to Jesus or Santa Claus. Cartman: Thanks to Kyle's mother. Kyle: Shut up, Cartman! Mr. Garrison: So anybody knows any non-Santa or non-Jesus, Christmas song. [Cartman raises his hand] Mr. Garrison: Yes, Eric? Cartman: How about we sing…
Mr. Garrison: Kyle, is there anything you can do for the Christmas play that isn't related to Jesus? Sheila: How about the dreidel song, boobie? Kyle: I can sing the Mr. Hankey song. Mr. Garrison: The Mr. Hankey song, how does that go? Kyle: [singing] Mr. Hankey the Christmas poo, he loves me and I…
Stan: You know, I think I've learned something today. It's really easy not to think of images on TV as real people, but they are. That's why it's easy to ignore those commercials but people on TV are as real as you or I. Kyle: That means that MacGyver is a real person, too!
Cartman: Starvin' Marvin, that's my pot pie! Stan: Cartman, you butt pipe! This is the time of year you're supposed to share! Cartman: Oh yeah! Are you going to eat all of your peach cobbler, Starvin' Marvin? Aw, you don't want all that, why don't you share it with me, NEH? NEH, NEH, NEH?
Cartman: Mr. Garrison, why do poor people smell like sour milk? Mr. Garrison: I don't know, Eric, they just do. [Kyle sniffs Kenny in disgust]
Kyle: Well, that whole experience sure sucked. Stan: Yeah, I'm sure glad it's over. Kyle: But you know, I've learned something today. I've learned that people who want power, a lot of power, always end up dead. Cartman: Yeah, and I've learned something too. Robert Smith kicks ass!
Stan: Wow, Robert Smith is the greatest person who ever lived! Jesus: Our savior!
Barbra Streisand: You know who I am? Officer Barbrady: Well you aren't Fiona Apple, and if you aren't Fiona Apple I don't give a rat's ass! Barbra Streisand: [screams in anger] Officer Barbrady: Whoa, what a bitch!
Scott: I hate you more than ever, Terrance and Phillip! I absolutely abhor you both! [starts waving his arms in front of them; pause] Phillip: What are you doing, Scott? Scott: I'm wishing cancer upon you. Phillip: Cancer?! Scott: That's right! I'm trying to give you cancer with my mind! Terrance:…
Scott: I hate you more than ever, Terrance and Phillip! I absolutely abhor you both! [starts waving his arms in front of them; pause] Phillip: What are you doing, Scott? Scott: I'm wishing cancer upon you. Phillip: Cancer?! Scott: That's right! I'm trying to give you cancer with my mind! Terrance:…
Scott: What are you idiots doing? Terrance: We're looking for treasure. Scott: Is that some kind of metaphor for a kind of search that can't be described? Phillip: No, we're searching for treasure.
Scott: What are you idiots doing? Terrance: We're looking for treasure. Scott: Is that some kind of metaphor for a kind of search that can't be described? Phillip: No, we're searching for treasure.
Scott: I hate you and I wish you both had cancer! Phillip: Cancer? Scott: Yes, in the head. Terrance: Head cancer? Scott: This is not the end, Terrance and Phillip. You'll rue this day.
Scott: I hate you and I wish you both had cancer! Phillip: Cancer? Scott: Yes, in the head. Terrance: Head cancer? Scott: This is not the end, Terrance and Phillip. You'll rue this day.
Scott: Terrance, you may be a famous surgeon, but you're not God! J’accuse, Terrance. Terrance: Would you like a Monkey Claw, Phillip? Phillip: Yes please. [Terrance farts] Terrance: That's called the Monkey Claw because it feels like my colon is being ripped apart by a thousand monkeys. Phillip:…
Scott: Terrance, you may be a famous surgeon, but you're not God! J’accuse, Terrance. Terrance: Would you like a Monkey Claw, Phillip? Phillip: Yes please. [Terrance farts] Terrance: That's called the Monkey Claw because it feels like my colon is being ripped apart by a thousand monkeys. Phillip:…
Phillip: Terrance, you farted in court. Terrance: Yes Phillip, I'm making a case for our defense.