Chef: Children, uh, what's the one thing that's more sacred to a man than anything else in the world?
Stan: Uh, bicycles?
Kyle: No, not ham, you fat ****!
Cartman: Screw you! It's ham, isn't it?
Chef: Hello there, children.
Stan: Chef! What would a priest want to stick up my butt?
Chef: Say, everybody have you seen my balls/They're big and salty brown/If you ever need a quick pick-me-up/Just put my balls in your mouth/Ooh, suck on my chocolate salty balls (Stick 'em in your mouth)/Put 'em in your mouth and you suck 'em and you suck 'em.
Chef: You've got to hold the football like you would hold your lover. Gently, yet firmly. You wanna be both nurturing and clinging at the same time. Oh, yes. Just like making sweet love to the football. Be naughty with the football. Mmmm, spank it. Ever so gently. Spank it. Oh, uh, sorry, children.
Chef: You're gay though, Mr. Garrison.
Mr. Garrison: What, I'm not gay. I act this way to get chicks, dumbass.
Kyle: You got the best balls in the world Chef.
Chef: Damn straight.
Kyle: Chef, we need Butters to gain about 50 pounds, fast.
Chef: Well, if you want him to get really fat as fast as possible, one of you will have to marry him.
Stan: Marry him?
Chef: It definitely worked for every woman I've ever met.
Chef: Now I know how all those white women must have felt [Watching an elephant have sex with a pig].
Ja wolim shum kad kaolje krw,i lesh u zemlji kad gricka crw.....meni se pewa kad widim crewa i krw shto shtrca iz twoga srca;stawi lesh u beli wesh,stawi cugu u centrifugu...Sad je kraj,wechera,PRIJATNO!!!!!!!!!!!!!