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Beavis: It's pretty good . . . yeah
Butthead: Woh . . . thirsty Beavis?
Beavis: Yeah. That stuff is really good . . . Yeah
Butthead: This is cool.
Butthead (serving Immigration officer): Errr, hey, errr, how can I, errr, help you this tonight?
Beavis (singing in background): The almighty bungholioooo-ooohhh . .
Immigration Officer: Hi, immigration.
Butthead: Err what?
Beavis (singing in background): . . . bungholioooo-ooohhh . . . .
Immigration Officer: Immigration.
Beavis (singing in background): . . the almighty holeoliooooo
Butthead: Err . . It has to be on the menu, sir.
Immigration Officer: No, dumbass. I'm with immigration.
Beavis (babbling in background): Bunghole
Butthead: Really? Where?
Beavis (talking in background): I am Cornholio . . .
Immigration Officer: Listen, I work for the government. I'm just checking to see if there are any illegal immigrants working here.
Beavis (talking in background): I must see your butthole . . ah harr
Butthead: Err . . Oh, You mean like Mexicans?
Beavis: Bunghole . . . . bungholio . . .
Immigration Officer: What's with him? What the hell language is he speaking?
Butthead: Err . . hmm . . . . I don't know
Beavis (babbling in background):
Immigration Officer: Hey you! Habla Spanole?
Beavis: Espanol? Es-bunghole! Habla ba-habla . . . habla . . . la-bunghole . . . habla bunghole
Immigration Officer: Hey, I'm talking to you! Get back here!
Beavis (babbling in background): I need T.P. for my bunghole.
Immigration Officer: Hey, I'm talking to you!
Beavis (babbling in background): T.P.O.
Immigration Officer: I'm with the United States Department of Immigration. Do you have any I.D?
Beavis: Do you have any T.P? . . . T.P. for my bunghole?
Immigration Officer: Tienay sous parpelles?
Beavis: Tienay sous parpelles grandoray granendoro!
Immigration Officer: Do . you . have . a . Green , Card?
Beavis: Are you threatening me?
Immigration Officer: Yeah, maybe I am. I'm with Immigration and if you don't show me some proof of residency, I'm going to have to take you in.
Beavis: You can take me, but you cannot take my bunghole. For I have no bunghole. I am the Great Cornholio.
Second Immigration Officer at Desk (talking to First Immigration Office): OK. So what do we know about this kid?
Beavis (babbling in the background):
Immigration Officer: I picked him up at Burger World. But he doesn't have any ID, or anything. Says his name is . . .
Beavis (babbling in the background): . . . to bring your people T.P. . . .
Immigration Officer Corn. . .holio.
Beavis: I am Cornholio!
Beavis (babbling in the background): . . . I have T.P. . . . you cannot have T.P.
Second Immigration Officer at Desk: What the hell kind of a name is that? His that his first or his last?
Beavis (babbling in the background):
Immigration Officer: I don't know. It's the only name he gives.
Beavis (pouring sugar into coffee pot and scoffing down coffee from coffee pot): assugar
Second Immigration Officer at Desk: Cornholio? Sounds Spanish. Could be Italian. I doubt it.
Beavis (singing/babbling in the background):I am the almighty bungholioooo . .
Immigration Officer: Well, the little bastard devoured my taco and burrito combo on the ride over.
Beavis (singing/babbling in the background): . . you will feel . . . bunghole . . . my T.P. . . . ariba . . . bunghole . . . the Great Cornholio
Second Immigration Officer at Desk: Well, probably Mexican.
Immigration Officer: Says he's from Lake Titicaca.
Second Immigration Officer at Desk: Lake Titicaca?
Beavis: Lake Titicaca . . . Titicaca
Second Immigration Officer at Desk: OK, find out where the hell Lake Titicaca is.
Beavis: or Nicaragua!
Second Immigration Officer at Desk: Nicaragua?
Beavis: Agua for my bunghole. . . . bunghole
Immigration Officer: Oh year, and he keeps saying he needs . . . T.P. for his bunghole.
Beavis (babbling in the background): . bunghole . bunghole
Second Immigration Officer at Desk: What the hell is a bunghole? Will you find out what a bunghole is?
Beavis: You are a bunghole! . . . and so am I. There will be more bungholes after me!
Immigration Officer: Here, I got the dictionary
Beavis (babbling in the background): bunghole . . . . bungholio . . . . you have a bunghole?
Immigration Officer: Bunghole . . says . . . a hole in a barrel or keg for pouring in or drawing out liquid.
Beavis (babbling): marandora-didi-bunghole
Beavis (babbling in the background):
Second Immigration Officer at Desk: This kid's messed up. Just take him back to Mexico and drop him off with the others. Let the Federalies deal with him."
Immigration Officer: OK Cornholio. Time to go back home.
Beavis: Are you threatening me! You will give me T.P! Bunghole?
Immigration Officer: Yeah, yeah, alright. I know your bunghole needs T.P., we'll get you plenty of TP just as soon as we get you back to Mexico, and your bunghole will be just fine."
Beavis: I'd would hate for my bungholio to get polio.
Immigration Officer: Me to. Come, come on, OK, this way Cornholio
Beavis: The bunghole! It is nothing to be ashamed of.
Butthead: What a dumbass
TV Presenter: But for the few that are caught, these illegal aliens are documented and then returned to Mexico, only to try to cross again, in an on-going and seemingly endless cycle.
Second Mexican Man off bus parbelle para me quello.
Third Mexican Lady off bus: Tinacaio
Fourth Mexican off bus: Gringo de ba beisis coloo
Beavis off bus: Ahhhh . . . is this Nicaragua? I will take this land for my bunghole. Long live the almighty bunghole! I am the Great Cornholio. There will be T.P. for every man. My people . . . we have bred without T.P. No man should be without T.P.