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00:22:25
Christopher McCulloch, James Urbaniak, Doc Hammer
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If one of our henchmen goes behind our backs and fixes this,
And you two little snitch have work to do, I believe.
Uh, right. Whoop!
even an ounce of the little guy's moxie,
When super scientists, lawbreaking baddies and whatnot
You mean gnat?
for "the care and upkeep of American rightness
I had my pud removed, then reattached.
and you come in and wham!
allotted to community vigilance and safeguarding rightness.
like rotten eggs and fart?
pooing, monster blob till you get your soul.
or maybe get some aviator and a compound in Guyana.
from the hamper!
Sweetie, you almost hit that antenna thing.
Uh, intruder at the front gate.
We're about to make villain history here, 21.
That's like a shark with a grenade launcher on its head.
you were imprison with last week?
They were, but we annihilate the real S.P.H.I.N.X.
No, that one just had snot on it.
Leaving him and his family to be devour by ants!
who instruct me.
and the guy behind the Monarch has an ether soak hanky.
I swear it smelled like you crapped yourself.
I pretend that I became a religious fanatic.
I'm being slam for a zoning violation.
He just tear it off like a Chippendales' fireman.
He stole your wife's bra...
How dare you!
You ever notice that gunpowder smell
I swear it smelled like you crap yourself.
refuse to get a Guild license and play all nice nice,
He even paste her face on a bunch of soft core pictures.
What are you laugh about, "Mr. Bloodstains on Everything"?
Last time we did that we were chase by jets.
Mammoth Corp is a legitimately traded business.
Dude, I barely believe you're real.
But not legally.
Fans of my show, obviously.
So apparently you signed away all your rights
Oh, definitely!
Because I haven't been this turned on in forever.
I'm twice your size.
Uh, not quite souls, but that's the general idea.
Sweetie, you almost hit that antenna thing.
For one, because it looks super cool.
refuse to get a Guild license and play all nice nice,
No, not unless somebody actually farts.
And you put your underwear on inside out again.
What he's doing is far worse than crafting fine schumps.
Get it together.
Let's see what else you got.
You ever notice that gunpowder smells
And this feisty little beetle must be henchman 21.
When supe scientists, lawbreaking baddies and whatnot
Pickled penis! Pickled penis!
a deep, bureaucratic, paper cut.
If it's a Nigerian prince
Not a damned thing you can do about it.
These men are harmless. Cigar?
It's tragic.
a volatile combination of these fine odors.
Shh, don't wake 'em. It's rude.
Patrick Dempsey. I know, it's insane.
So, when we went rogue, we just went --
like rotten eggs and fart?
Sure you were. Just get suited up.
I'm impressed.
you really can deliver a pretty decent beating.
It isn't so impressive on the outside,
My plan is clean, elegant, classic.