Luyện nghe bài hát Mentally Dull [think Tank Remix]

Damien: Everybody me!
Mr.Mackey: Why do you suppose is?
Damien: I'm the son of the devil!
Mr.Mackey: Uh huh that's a good start, why
Stan: Oh my god they Kenny!
You bastards!
Stan: Oh my god they Kenny!
Mr.Garrison: What kind of sick are you?
Stan: Oh my god killed Kenny!
Kyle: Say thing Mr. Hankey.
Mr.Hankey:
Stan: Oh my god they killed Kenny! Dude, is dead.
Chef: there children. Let me sing you a little song:
I'm make love to you woman
Barbrady: Well you ain't Fiona Apple,
and if you ain't Fiona Apple I don't give a ass.
What would drive a man to such a disgusting act?
Some My god that's disgusting!
Stan: Whoa dude, how do you have sex with a
At least im not a little pig fucker.
Cartman: God it!
Dude!
Kyle: Huh
Mr.Hankey:
Cartman: You get you ass back in the kitchen, and make me some pie!
Mr.Garrison: You got to hell!
You butt plug.
Damn!
Cartman: Well you too.
Well?
Ms.Cartman: Hun.
Cartman: Ass!
Cartman: Hey, ill blow your head off you peice of crap!
Mr.Mackey: I mean your one screwed up kid, do you understand?
He is a very disturbed little boy.
Ms.Cartman: You want Cheesy Poofs?
Cartman: Yeah I want Poofs!
Ms.Cartman: You can have a eensy bit can't you?
Well?
Ms.Cartman: Just a weensy eensy
Okay!
Ms. Cartman: I bought you some Cheesy and Happy tarts!
God Damnit!
Ms.Cartman: Just a weensy woo-woo?
Oh my god they killed Kenny!
You bastards!
Stan: Oh my god killed Kenny!
Mr.Garrison: What of sick weirdo are you?
Stan: Oh my god they Kenny!
Kyle: Say some Mr. Hankey.
Mr.Hankey: Aaaah!
Stan: Oh my god they Kenny. Dude, Kenny is dead.
Mr.Garrison: Dumb ass, a retard!
You fat fuck!
Kyle: You.
Dude.
Mr.Garrison: be such a little wuss!
Officer Fruitcake!
Bitch.
Wendy: No, I'm not like a freak!
Cartman: Well I was standing out in a field and I had huge satellite dish
sticking out of my butt, and then there hundereds of cows and aliens, and
I went up on the ship, and Scott Baio gave me pinkeye!
Stan: the hell are you talking about!
Mr. Garrison: There are no questions, just stupid people!
Wendy: is gross!
Cartman: Nobody a rat's ass!
Lunchy munchy hmm!
Stan: Oh Well at least my moms not on the cover of Crack Whore magazine!
Cartman: Damnit, would you shut the up?
Oh my god they killed Kenny!
You bastards!
Stan: Oh my god killed Kenny!
Marvin: Yeah I want da cheezy poof!
Stan: Oh my god they Kenny!
Mr.Hankey: Ho!
Stan: Oh my god they killed Kenny. Dude, is dead.
Son of a bitch.
Jesus: Yay, believe in me, and ye find peace, the way is paved with gold for ye who seek truth!
Ring Announcer: Wearing very very trunks...the king of all that is evil...
Towns People: Barbara Striesand, Striesand!
Barbera I'm Barbera Striesand!
Chef: Barbera
Maltin: Barbera Striesand.
Kyle: the baby!
Don't kick the baby!
Leonard Leonard Maltin.
Leonard Sydney Potier.
Sydney Potier?!
Oh yeah.
B.S.: some little hick!
You ugly skank!
Cartman: Damn your black heart, Barbera Stiesand! Hey! Why dont you stop dressin' me up like a mailman, and making me dance for you, while you go and smoke crack in your bedroom and have sex with some guy I even know on my dad's bed!
Cartman: Let us the good times, Kenny would have wanted it that way, you guys seriously, you guys, you guys seriously!
Oh my god they killed Kenny!
You bastards!
Stan: Oh my god killed Kenny!
Total, weirdo, freak!
Stan: Oh my god they Kenny!
Oh my god!
Oh my god!
Stan: Oh my god killed Kenny. Dude Kenny is dead!
Huh Oh hoh!
Cartman: Well, Kyle's mom a bitch, she a big fat bitch, she the bitch in the whole
wide world. a
stupid bitch, if ever was a bitch. She's a bitch to all the boys and girls.
Monday, she's a bitch. On Tuesdays, she's a bitch and Wednesday Saturday,
a bitch.
Then on Sunday, just to be different, she's a super King beyotch.
Have you ever met my friend Kyle's mom? She's the biggest bitch in the whole wide world. She's a mean old and has stupid hair. She's a bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, she's a stupid bitch! Kyle's mom's a bitch and she's just a dirty bitch. Kyle's mom is a biiiitchaah.