|Work Is Death|
|Season Season 7, Episode 192|
|Air date||November 4, 1997|
The duo is working at Burger World and Beavis is trying to break the frozen burgers so he tries slicing them but he burns his hand because he sliced them on the grill. But when the Burger World Manager looked at it was not burned so he tells them that Burger World could not afford workers to get hurt go home and get paid. After Butt-Head hears this he tells Beavis they should get hurt so they could go home and get paid so Butt-Head starts slapping Beavis. But then Butt-Head kicked Beavis in the stomach, face, and groin in slow motion but Beavis was still able to work so Butt-Head hit him with a frying pan on his head. Then the Manager comes in and he tells Butt-Head to stop hitting Beavis but they ask to get their money and go home but he says they can do that only if there is an accident. So Butt-Head tries to hurt Beavis making it look like an accident by slamming his arms in the freezer door, dunking him in the mop bucket, and pulling his hair, and instructs him to get his head struck by a car. But then the Manager gets into an accident himself and they asked how he did it then he tries to get up and kill them.
Beavis: Ahh, Dammit, (Slices Meat With Hand) Owww.
Burger World Manager: What happened to your hand?
Butthead: He was playing with the meat.
Burger World Manager: What? Dammit Beavis there's nothing wrong with you.
Beavis: Huh? Oh yeah, I'll be damned.
Burger World Manager: Be careful in the kitchen, Burger world can not afford to pay out anymore Worker's Compensation.
Butthead: Uhhh, Worker's Constipation?
Beavis: Yeah, yeah, I get that all the time at work when I can't take a poop.
Burger World Manager: No you idiot, Worker's Compensation, If you get hurt at work, the government makes me send you home and pay you money for not working, so stay out of trouble.
Butthead: Whoa, did you hear that Beavis? If you like get hurt at work, we can go home and still get paid.
Beavis: Oh yeah, yeah, He should of told us that a long time ago.
Butthead: Yeah (Hits Beavis)
Beavis: Ahhh, What the hell are you doing fartknocker?
Butthead: Uhhh, I'm like hurting you so we can get some money.
Beavis: Oh yeah, okay but just don't touch my nads.
Butthead: Uhhh, this is like gonna hurt you more than it's gonna hurt me. (Hits Beavis several times.) Dammit, this is taking too long.
Beavis: Maybe you should try kicking me.
Butthead: Uhhh, okay. (Kicks beavis) I kicked your ass.
Beavis: Yeah, thanks. So where's the money?
Butthead: Uhhh, I think we need to like show that manager dude that you can't work or something.
Beavis: Yeah, yeah, okay.
Positive Acting Teen: Hello, I've been standing here for like 15 minutes.
Beavis: May I like help you or something?
Positive Acting Teen: Uh, yeah. Get me some chicken fingers and some small fries, and hey, hey, I'm not gonna keep waiting you know.
Beavis: Ahhh, dammit, I can still work.
Butthead: Uhhh, okay. Uhhh, hold still I'm gonna finish the job.
Beavis: No, No, Ahhh.
Burger World Manager: Hey, what the hell is going on here?
Butthead: Uhhh, we're like trying to get some of that Worker's Constipation.
Burger World Manager: You don't get worker's comp for fighting. It has to be an accident.
Beavis: You mean we need to like poop in our pants, poop.
Burger World Manager: No you moron, you have to be injured by something on the job, now clean yourself up and get back to work.
Butthead: Uhhh, why didn't that fartknocker tell us that before?
Beavis: Yeah, yeah, really, he keeps leaving stuff out.
Beavis: Just doing some work here, ahhhh.
Butthead: Come on Beavis, stick it in there.
Beavis: Butthead, you said.
Butthead: Uh, like drive up to the window please, as fast as possible.
Butthead: Uh, hey Beavis, like stick your head out the window so the car will hit you.
Beavis: Oh, yeah, yeah, Ahhhh, um, Hey how's it going?
Burger World Manager: What the hell is going on?
Beavis: Dammit, we were carved for that Worker's Constipation and this bunghole stole our idea.
Butthead: Can you show us how you did that?
Burger World Manager: You bastard.