Bubbles is in trouble - his shit-shack is falling to pieces, the shit hawks are circling... and worst of all, he's got a drunk trailer park supervisor on his case!

Stealing a chicken is basically peach and cake. Unless your name is Trevor Fuckgiraffe.

Fuck Cyrus, fuck no smokes - make my words, Ricky is gonna get his Grade Ten today!

In the red corner, Trailer Park Supervisor Ricky and the Green Bastard, Parts Unknown! In the blue corner, two Cheaty Cheaterton drunk bastards!

Lahey's on the liquor, Dancer's gone insane, and it's raining gnarly piss jugs. Just another day in Sunnyvale Trailer Park!

Calm down Bubbles, we're not going to jail! We're not burning the hecking dope! It's time to climb the shit rope...

I'm Steve Rogers, and this live broadcast is about to go to high-definition SHIT!

The Kittyland Love Centre is open! Featuring the Land of Mice, expert belly rubs, and a drunk trailer park supervisor rolling around with piss jugs. Wait, what?!

He's beautiful. He's a good boy. He's And he's baked outta his goddam mind!

Cyrus is back in the park and he's not fucking around. But look the fuck out dickweed, Randy's pants are coming OFF!