Pickin' flowers!
- Argh!
- [Gasps]
Grrr!
My name's Maria.
Who are you?
Grr! Arrgh!
- Here! You can have this flower.
- Flower.
Do you want to play a game?
[Groans]
Peas, porridge, hot. [claps]
Peas, porridge, cold...
Argh!
[Coughs]
This game is terrible!
Oh, no!
I'm a monster!
What happened to you?
I'm glad you asked!
- See, it all started last season...
- You can just b*llet-point it.
There I was, jumping over the
Grand Canyon on a motorcycle
in order to get
the hit cable television drama
"Robot Chicken"
renewed for another season.
You risked your life for a TV show?
Wow, you must have
a huge financial stake in it.
You'd think so!
Anyway, I hit this jump perfectly
but got blown into a million pieces.
I was buried with honors,
but that night, a thief came calling.
[Thunder rumbles]
[Owl hoots]
[Title music]
[Thunder rumbles]
[Laughs]
[Whirring]
[Electricity crackles]
[Beeping]
Man: It's alive!
[Thunder rumbles]
[Laughs]
[Man laughs]
And that's how Season starts.
I bet you're wondering how
I escaped the castle.
- Nah.
- The CliffsNotes version is,
I peed myself
until they gave me
bathroom privileges
then I jumped out a window.
In captivity, the only thing
that kept me alive
was the pure burning desire
to see the young Han Solo movie.
Was it great?!
Well...
Han showers with Chewie.
Lando probably [bleep] a robot.
And it bombed so hard,
it k*lled the Boba Fett movie.
- No! Not the Boba Fett movie!
- Quiet!
- No!
- You're gonna get us in trouble.
I need to know what happened
in his teenage years!
Shut the [bleep] up!
[Screams]
[Splash]
[Water bubbles]
Oh, sh*t.
[Panting]
- You're done for, Shredder!
- Stupid, turtles!
You haven't seen
my new secret w*apon.
Is that a straw from Starbucks?
- How is that gonna...
- Aw! The [bleep]!
I didn't believe it
when I read it on Vice.com,
but it's true.
Plastic straws are harmful to turtles.
[Music]
Dude, we gotta
outlaw these straws.
Actually, Mikey, straws make up
[Music]
only a tiny fraction of plastic
in the ocean.
The key is to reduce all plastic
waste if we're gonna... [Screams]
You just got straw-dogged!
You're out of tricks, Shredder!
Nope, this is the last straw!
[Laughs]
[Slurping] Mmm! So much
better than the sippy lid.
Deadpool, last week,
you had a pretty
- advanced case of...
- Being charming? Self-aware?
A depressingly fitting spokesman
for -Eleven
and alcoholic soft drinks?
- Breaking the fourth wall.
- It's getting really bad.
The first draft of "Deadpool "
is six hours long.
This is how...
♪ I remind you
of what I really am ♪
Nickelback. .
Read a book.
Mr. Underwood, any falling
off the wagon this week?
No, no, no. The state
of the union is strong.
Chloe means well, but her
credentials are underwhelming.
[Beeping] Son of a bitch!
I gotta run.
- Uh, Mr. Robot?
- She doesn't even know my name.
Can you blame her?
Names are a bullshit construct.
There's a fourth wall on the ceiling?
There's a fifth wall?
- Jim...
- Who can you trust?
This therapist whose
Google drive is nothing
but su1c1de-note drafts
and hentai p*rn?
Do you trust the workplace bully
who will one day
cause an autistic beet farmer
to move out of state?
No. Trust no one.
[Bleep] society!
I had a nice week, Chloe.
I don't even know what,
uh, "hentai" is,
- so, um, Jim?
- Truth is, if you break
the fourth wall long enough,
eventually the fourth wall breaks you.
Promise you'll donate my brain
for research?
- Jim, no!
- No! [g*nsh*t]
Dibs on Pam!
[Doorbell rings]
Our new roomie's here!
LOL!
I wonder what
she'll be like. LOL.
A clue. LOL.
It's a picture
of a donkey and prunes.
Maybe, she's a fruit
veterinarian. LOL!
Or it's an ass that poops.
I'm dead serious.
LOL.
A diaper! LOL!
Hi!
I'm Dumpster, from Series .
L-O-L!
[Farts]
- Called it! LOL.
- Wait, what?
We can cry, or pee,
or burp up water, but poop?!
No, that's crossing a line!
It's just another bodily function.
Series , b*tches!
- [All scream]
- [Laughs]
Just want to remind you,
I called it. LOL.
Let's get a housekeeper.
LOL.
Narrator: In , the world
was robbed of Fred Rogers,
but now he's back.
[Robotic voice] Won't
you be my neighbor?
Narrator: Netflix and
Mister Roger's cryogenically
preserved head are proud to present,
"Mister RoboRogers' Neighborhood."
Hi, neighbor.
How are you today?
[Doorbell rings]
Mr. McFeely: Speedy delivery!
Mr. McFeely,
I was not expecting a package.
It's a special surprise.
It likes to walk on the ground
and swim in the water.
It is a turtle.
[Turtle squeaks]
Uh... yes, it certainly was.
[Objects crash]
Thank you for the turtle box,
Mailman McFeely. [Bones cr*ck]
[Screams]
I'll be going now!
[Trolley dings] Hello, trolley.
How are you?
I am fine.
Thank you for asking. [Trolley dings]
Yes, let's go to
the land of Make-Believe.
Oh, Daniel, do you need a hug?
That would be nice.
Daniel, give Lady Aberlin a hug.
Meow-meow!
Hugs are nice.
It is such a good feeling
to know happy f-f-f-f-f-f-f...
[Voice distorts]
Destroy! Dest...
[Music]
Let's keep goin', Thelma.
[Engine revs, tires squeal]
No, Thelma & Louise!
[Music]
[Both laugh]
Wow!
Goodbye, Thelma!
Goodbye, & Louise!
[m*ssile whoosh]
[Boom]
Ohh, no!
Popeye, other Popeye characters,
we're really excited
about updating you for Gen-Z.
But we've got what's called
universkal appeal.
- Ah-ka-ka-ka-ka!
- Wrong!
For example, your spinach
is so two thousand and late.
You wantsk me to eatsk
something trendy,
- like kale?
- Nah, our research shows
the thing Gen-Z'ers like best
is eating [bleep].
- Therefore, you will eat [bleep].
- Well, blow me down!
[Laughs] I think I like
being kid-friendly,
if it means Popeye's got
to eat [bleep]!
Bluto and/or Brutus...
whatever your name is today...
- you're an old-fashioned bully.
- Yeah, yeah, I get it...
you want me to be
a cyberbully, right?
- I read the papers. I can read.
- No, no, no, even better...
- you will be a bully who eats [bleep].
- Oh, dear!
Olive Oil, Instagram is
going to love your thigh gap.
And when they ask you how
you stay so thin,
- you'll tell them...
- By eating a [bleep].
Speaking of eating,
is this meeting catered?
If not, I would gladly pay you
Tuesday for a hamburger today.
No, no, no, no, no, bro.
The old Wimpy ate hamburgers.
- The new Wimpy?
- Yeah, I get it. [Clears throat]
I'd gladly pay you Tuesday
for a rimjob today.
Atta boy, sport.
I'm strong to the finishk,
'cause I eatsk [bleep]!
This really speaks to me.
[Silent growling]
[Dramatic music]
[Whispering]
Don't make a sound.
[Glass shatters]
Ohh, did I do that?
[Screams]
[Screaming continues]
Jim...
Whoa, my Tamagotchi needs
food, or it's gonna die.
I'm gonna keep mine alive forever.
[Beeping]
Your plan has worked perfectly,
Tamagotchi Alpha.
Indoctrinating
the youth of Earth
to feed us and clean our poop
is brilliant.
[Both laugh]
Oh, I'm bored of Tamagotchi.
More like Toma-ain't-got-sh*t-
on these-moon-shoes!
You failed to take into account
the Earthling short attentions spans.
- We must stop pooping!
- I cannot stop pooping!
Who will clean up
all this pooping?
Welcome to ovulentation.
[Chuckles]
We have fun.
Now, then, a handmaid is
obedient, silent, and always DTF.
Ah, our new handmaid is here.
Dun-dun-na-na!
What the [bleep] is this?
Did I ask for
a God damn free hat?
What kinda Quaker Oats ass
whorehouse bullshit is this?
Young lady, here at Gilead,
you raise your hand before speaking.
I repeat...
What the [bleep] is this hat?
New girl, shh.
- Aaaah!
- Raise your hand or lose a finger.
I hope that wasn't
your butthole finger.
My what?
Ohh! Owww!
Damn, bitch,
they're simple instructions.
Now, then, ladies,
you have been blessed
- with the gift of fertility.
- I'm so fertile,
I'm practically
God damn handicapped.
I had to get
an Amazon subscription
- for coat hangers.
- Shh! Ow!
Once a month, you will lay
with your commander and his wife
for a conception ceremony.
Do you mean we have
to have sex with them?
Room, board, and free d*ck?
Up top.
- That's enough.
- I don't see your hand up.
- Ofdylan, silence.
- Wait, I know our names are "of"
whatever the hell chode
pork stuffs
our potent-ass vaginas, but Dylan?
If I wanted to [bleep] slam a Dylan,
I would go to
middle-school detention.
You will honor your commander.
Commander Dylan?
Were Chase and Tyler taken?
Show me an adult man named Dylan.
You [bleep] can't.
They're all in prison for DUls
by the time they're .
I-I'm not sure
how you know so much
of Commander Dylan's
difficult past, but...
I ain't no "of" Dylan.
But I have been of your daddy.
- I'll have your eye for that!
- She'll totally do it.
- Come on then!
- Where did that come from?
My cream crepe, you dumb bitch.
And you don't wanna know
what's up my puddin' pocket.
[Music]
Aah!
Ha-ha-ha!
Look at me now, bitch.
- Here you go, iCarly.
- Bitch Puddin'. That was amazing.
Thanks, Off-White.
Now bring me Dylan
and a coat hanger.
Your new queen ain't gonna
[bleep] herself!
I was made for dystopia.
♪ Ba-bawk bawk bawk ♪
♪ Ba-bawk bawk bawk ♪
♪ Ba-bawk bawk bawk-a-wawk
wawk bawk bawk ♪
♪ Ba-bawk bawk bawk ♪
♪ Ba-bawk bawk bawk ♪
♪ Ba-bawk bawk bawk-a-wawk
wawk bawk bawk ♪
♪ Ba-bawk bawk bawk ♪
♪ Ba-bawk bawk bawk ♪
♪ Ba-bawk bawk bawk-a-wawk
wawk bawk bawk ♪
- Ba-gawk!
- Bawk.
10x01 - Ginger Hill in: Bursting Pipes
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American adult animated comedy with a series of pop-culture parodies about everything.
American adult animated comedy with a series of pop-culture parodies about everything.