The Haunted World of El Superbeasto Page #5

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The only thing that comes close

is the bleu cheese

they give you with the wings.

You see, the wings are spicy,

and the bleu cheese

cools them off just so.

Madam, you repulse me.

Hey, monkey, where's

your organ grinder?

I find that very hurtful.

Oh, boo hoo.

You know what else is hurtful?

Your thumb all up in my ass.

My thumb is not in your ass!

Well, why not?

What are you, queer?

Aw! I'll save the day.

Celebrity coming through.

Out of the way, lard-ass.

Grab my car, pronto.

I'm in a hurry.

Hey, get to the back

of the f***ing line!

People, people,

I only have so many headshots.

Motherf***er,

I don't want this!

Fine. Here's a free copy

of my new CD, "Beasto Crankies."

It's a full 40 minutes

of phony phone calls.

Hi, I'm calling from the bank.

Beasto, nigga, I know it's you!

No, it's not Beasto.

I'm calling from the bank.

Beasto, you hear me?

Stop calling my ass.

- I have some--

- Beasto--

Banking business to--

Now I'm off to see Suzi X.

What a d*ckhead!

Thank you!

# Explosion!

Hey, look at that bunch of zombies #

# I think they're Nazis,

that one had a tongue #

# She throws a thing,

it blows up #

# But a bunch get through #

# Why does a zombie need a scarf? #

# She turns left

and some don't make it #

# Zombie Nazis

f***ing with my day now #

# Here they come,

time to put on lipstick #

# That's not safe

while you're driving #

# And here comes a train #

# Sweet bleeding Christ,

she f***ing jumps the train! #

# Look at that a**hole,

what's he supposed to be? #

# Oopsy, hundreds of people dead #

# She got away and

everything is great #

# Are you shitting me?

Here comes more of them #

# Zombie Nazis

blocking up the road #

# Now the chase is done

so we can end this song. #

Okay, I'll make you a deal.

You surrender

the head of the Fuhrer, okay,

and we promise

we will show you mercy.

That's the best I can do.

Oh, I love it when you boys

talk all nasty Nazi to me.

I get all crazy inside.

- Now, who wants a little head?

- I do, I do, I do!

- Uh-oh.

- What was that, Murray?

Oh, the flu, that's what I meant.

I think I'm getting it.

- Get the Fuhrer's head, Hans, Wilhelm!

- Jawohl!

Get the Fuhrer's head.

Show the Nazis how to do it, please.

Hold me tightly,

big strong paisan!

Holy crap!

Zip it and start spinning,

pussycat!

# Zombie Nazis

getting shot to ribbons #

# Ooh-ooh #

# Nice #

# Zombies melting. #

Oh, God.

Cow-a-ya-ya!

Beasto, what are

you doing here?

- Hold this. Hah!

- Hey, I recognize this dude.

He's the Little Tramp!

He's hysterical.

He's taller than I thought.

What's up, bro?

What's the dealio, yo?

I need your help

with a little problem.

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