Beavis and Butt-Head

Inspector: Say, something sure smells good. Butt-head: Uh, that would be our seasoned curly fries, sir. Beavis: Yeah, handpicked.

Butt-head: Buttwisker? Beavis: Yeah, Harry Buttwisker.

Butthead: Uh, we're like closed. Beavis: Yeah. Inspector: I'm not a customer, I'm from the health inspector's office, my name is Harry Buttister.

Butt-head: Your it, dude!

Beavis: Hey Butt-head, check out these nightcrawlers I found in the parking lot! Butt-head: Whoa! (plays air guitar) Nightcrawler!

Butt-head: Burger World, that's it! We're supposed to like go to work. Beavis: That sucks. Butt-head: No Beavis, guess what shift we have? Beavis & Butthead: Late Shift!!!

Butt-head: I think we're supposed to like, leave house. Beavis: Is there another monster truck show? Butt-head: No, I would have remembered that.

Butt-head: Hey Beavis, isn't there something we're supposed to do tonight? Beavis: Uh...uh, watch TV?

Butt-head: We also have a few dozen extra burgers. Health Inspector: No thanks. They've been sitting in room temperature (close up on his mouth as he eats the "seasoned curly fries") long enough to get worms.

Butt-head: One quarter pound world burger with cheese. (chucks it at the ceiling fan) Cool. Beavis: One chocolate shake.(chucks it at the fan) Butt-head: One family pack of chicken nuggets. (chucks it at the fan) Beavis: One large cola. (chucks it at the fan) Butt-head: Would you like some fries to go with that, sir? (chucks it at the fan)