Cartman: I'm not the one walking around all day like Pippi Longstocking. Stan: Well, at least my mom isn't on the cover of Crack Whore magazine.
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Trey Parker
Randolph Severn "Trey" Parker III (born October 19, 1969) 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 Matt Stone, as well as co-writing and co-directing the Tony Award-winning musical The Book of Mormon (2011). Parker was interested in film and music as a child, and attended the University of Colorado, Boulder following high school, where he met Stone. The two collaborated on various short films, and starred in a feature-length musical, titled Cannibal! The Musical (1993). Parker and Stone moved to Los Angeles and wrote their second film, Orgazmo (1997). Before the premiere of the film, 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 critical acclaim by both critics and fans. Alongside Stone, he has also produced various feature films and television series, including Team America: World Police (2004
Cartman: I'm not the one walking around all day like Pippi Longstocking. Stan: Well, at least my mom isn't on the cover of Crack Whore magazine.
Damien: [sadly] Well, goodbye, guys. It was nice getting to know you. Stan: You're leaving already? Damien: I have to. My Dad's always on the move. [He walks away sadly.] Stan: Wow, I feel kinda bad for that kid. Kyle: Yeah, just when he was being accepted he has to leave and start over. Stan:…
Cartman: Ants in the Pants?! ANTS IN THE PANTS?! Kyle: It's a game, dude. It's really fun. Cartman: You son of a bitch! You were supposed to get me red megaman! Now I can't make Ultra Mega Megaman! You dirty cheap ass piece of crap! Kyle: They were all out of them, Dude! Cartman: I hate you! I want…
Stan: Man, recess sucks without any slides or nothing. Cartman: [Damien approaches] Oh, here comes the unholy butthole now. Hey! Thanks a lot for burning everything down, you little bitch! Damien: I a-pologize for ruining your playground and turning your friend into a duck-billed platypus. I was…
Damien: Everybody hates me. Mr. Mackey: Well, uh, 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? Damien: Because I...burn and kill them?
Pip: Oh, good day, Damien. My name is Phillip, but everyone calls me Pip, because they hate me. Damien: Then I will call you Pip. Pip: Right-o.
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: And where are you from, Damien? Damien: The seventh layer of hell! Mr. Garrison: Oh, that's exciting, my mother was from Alabama.
Stan: If my mom could cook like Cartman's mom I'd be a big fat ass, too! Cartman: That's right! [realizes he's been insulted] AY!
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.
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: 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…
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!
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]