You remember Mr. Bucket, right?
Yeah, that commercial was on like, all the time.
[children laughing] [kid] Mr. Bucket!
[Mr. Bucket] That's right. I'm Mr. Bucket!
[singing] I'm Mr. Bucket, toss your balls in my top
[singing] I'm Mr. Bucket, out of my mouth they will pop
[singing] I'm Mr. Bucket, we're all gonna run
[singing] I'm Mr. Bucket, buckets of fun!
[narrator] The game's Mr. Bucket! The first to get their balls into Mr. Bucket wins,
but look out! Cause the balls will pop out of his mouth!
[singing] I'm Mr. Bucket, the balls pop out of my mouth
[singing] I'm Mr. Bucket, a ball is what I'm about
[singing] I'm Mr. Bucket, we're all gonna run
[singing] I'm Mr. Bucket, buckets of fun! [kid] I win! I win!
Mr. Bucket! From Milton Bradley.
[singing] Buckets of fun!
That is so wrong.
How could they sell that to kids?
Well, I mean, you know, it's our dirty minds that twist it around that way.
[James] It's not as bad you say-- [Mike] Not really, I mean
it actually says in the commercial "pops balls out the mouth", it's not--
Well it doesn't say like, "put your balls in my mouth", it's not, you know...
Yeah, but, you know... well like, what do you think it means?
There's no way you wouldn't think that if you're watching it.
Well, all it means is, you toss the balls in his top
and then the balls pop out of his mouth. That's it.
Eh, whatever. It's sick.
You actually have that game though, don't you?
I do. I have Mr. Bucket.
Here it is. Just an innocent little toy for kids.
[Mike] Can I see it?
Look at the big red nose, it looks like a drunk or a child molester or something.
[James] Yeah.
All right, so you just put some batteries in, you turn it on, and watch it go.
That's Mr. Bucket.
It looks like it's doing the moonwalk.
[James] You just gotta scoop up your balls and... get them in his top like that.
[Mike] Well, why can't we just throw the balls in?
[James] Like that? [Mike] Why do we have to use this?
[Mike] Yeah. [James] Because, uh, that's how the game is played.
[laughs] This is so stupid.
Do I have to use a green shovel to pick up the green ball and only the blue--
Well, technically yes. Say I have a yellow shovel, that means I can only--
you can only scoop up yellow balls with a yellow shovel.
Yeah, well what happens if I scoop up a red ball with a blue shovel?
Do I get a penalty?
[James] [laughs] I don't know.
[Mike] Yeah, OK, wow.
So is this it? This is all there is to this?
Yep, this is pretty much it.
There's gotta be something else. Let me see--
here, it's the instructions, let me look.
Dude, look at this. Read this right here.
Oh, this part right here?
"Mr. Bucket is a battery-operated game to be used only with the special balls enclosed."
As opposed... to... balls...
Well, that's enough for me. Um, I've had it. I'm gonna get going. [James] OK.
[Mike] If you don't mind. See you later. [James] All right.
[crickets]
"Poor choice of words used by the announcer which may be mistaken for teabagging."
"Balls pop out of my mouth."
"This slogan has proven to be quite humorous and controversial,
because of its reference to the male genitalia being close to the bucket's mouth."
[Mr. Bucket sound starts, grows louder]
[Mike] Hello?
[James] Hey. [Mike] Hey.
Um... did you notice anything weird about that Mr. Bucket?
Uh... no. Like what?
Well... it was still, like, moving around, like it was still turned on.
Well, then obviously it wasn't turned off then.
Yeah, but the thing is, I was positive that I turned it off.
Hm. That handle thing with the on/off switch is kinda weird,
maybe it just popped back on. Who knows?
Um... it also sorta, like, came up on to the couch.
Like, how?
I don't know--like it climbed up or something, I don't know. [nervous laugh]
I really don't know what's going on, tell you the truth.
Well, it didn't look like it could do that, but I don't know, maybe, I guess.
Uh, one last thing: I think it was going for my balls.
[laughs] OK. Yeah. All right, I gotta go.
OK. All right, I'll see you.
Bye.
[Mr. Bucket sound]
[gasps]
Hey, I'm Mr. Bucket!
Oh, no no no!
It's OK, I don't wanna hurt you, I just wanna suck on your balls! [laughs]
This doesn't make any sense, I turned you off!
[Bucket] Oh, but you turn me on.
[Mike] Hello?
Mike, get over here, right now.
What's going on?
I was... in bed, the bucket came under the blankets, and it talked to me.
[laughs] Is this a nightmare you're telling me about?
I don't know. I really have no idea what's going on here anymore.
Yeah, I'm looking, uh, at your window upstairs, it's open.
You might want to close it because of the rain.
What like, my bedroom window?
Yeah.
OK, just come over here real fast.
OK. Let me get my shoes and I'll be right over there.
OK.
[sound of door opening]
[yelling]
I'm Mr. Bucket. [laughing]
[gasps]
[struggling]
[singing] Pop your balls in my mouth, I'm Mr. Bucket
Fucking balls? I'll get you fucking balls.
[singing echoing] I'm Mr. Bucket, I'm gonna suck on your balls
I'm Mr. Bucket! Wanna fuck it?
I wanna suck on your balls!
You mean plastic balls! These kind!
No, I mean balls!
Testicles! Scrotum! Gonads! Family jewels! Bullets! Cojones! Balls!
You want your fucking balls? Take your fucking balls! Not my balls!
[Bucket] Balls! [James] Get away from me!
Get away from me you sick, fucked-up freak! Fucking pervert!
[Bucket] I'm gonna suck on your balls! Suck on your balls!
Suck on your balls! Suck on your balls! Suck on your balls!
Suck on your balls! Suck on your balls! Suck on your balls! Suck on your balls!
Get away from me! Suck his balls!
Balls! B-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-balls!
Balls! Balls! Balls! Balls! Balls! Balls! Balls! Balls! Balls! Scrotum!
[Mike yelling] Ow, my balls! [Bucket] Balls! Balls! Balls! Balls! Balls! Balls! Balls! Balls! Testicles!
[Mike] Ah, get off! Get off of me! [Bucket] Suck on your balls! Suck on your balls!
[Mike yelling] [Bucket] Suck on your balls! Suck on your balls!
[Mike] Ah, my balls! [Bucket] Suck on your balls! Gonna suck on your balls!
[Mike yelling] [Bucket] Gonna suck on your balls!
[Mike] My balls! [Bucket] Your balls! Suck on your balls!
[Mike] Get off me! Ah, you fucking pervert! [Bucket] Suck on your balls!
[Mike yelling] [Bucket] Jingle balls, jingle balls, jingle all my balls!
[Mike yelling] [James] Oh shit! Oh my God!
[James] Oh shit! [Mike] Help me! Help me! Help! Help! Oh!
[gurgling] I'm Mr. Bucket!
[gurgling] Suck on your balls!
Die! Die, you fucking bucket!
[gurgling] Suck on your balls!
[gurgling continues]
[gurgling stops]
[James seething]
Dude... what the fuck?! What the fuck is going on?
Well... it's fucking dead now.
Except that... anywhere... where there's a Mr. Bucket... nobody... is safe.
[singing] I'm Mr. Bucket, toss your balls in my top
[singing] I'm Mr. Bucket, out of my mouth they will pop
[singing] I'm Mr. Bucket, we're all gonna run
[singing] I'm Mr. Bucket, buckets of fun!