Impractical Jokers: The Best of Focus Groups - Mashup | truTV

worth taking them to the market. Joe: And here we go. Q? ♪♪ It's Toxic-O's, the newest and most popular rat poison on the market. Who loves brightly colored boxes, circular shaped and candy looking food, characters and stuff like that? You know, who's going to look at this, put it in their mouth, and die? Rats. Tell him, Sal. Let me explain this to you. Someone comes to my house. -Guide us through it. I have a problem with rats. Someone comes to my house. They see this and might say, "What is this?" And if I don't want to admit that there are rats in me, a new version of an original. -Well, new take? - It's about a scientist afflicted by a hellish swamp ass, which, you know, is...

Right. It's a sweaty badonkadonk. Sweaty Badonkadonk! Mine is more of a true story. You know, I was all over the Afghanistan area. "Afghan"? And I did a short tour in Costa Rica. It is a small island in the middle of the Caribbean. -But you never know. -Costa Rica is not an island. You weren't there, man. It was a disgrace all over the map, from stories of kidnapping children to escape interrogations to "accidentally" shooting a sergeant in the foot. To get out of a tight spot, I'll reveal a secret in an instant. Tell me more about "Swamp Ass Thing." One night I was working in his lab and, you know, lightning hit the lab and landed in a vat of... ass deodorant.

Ass deodorant? And out emerged... ...Swamp Butt Thing... that's right. -She agrees with this. -She's on board. You have it. She uses her new powers to cool people's butts. Well, she walks up to someone and, like...Pttt! -Oh no! -The swamp ass is gone. And then, also, fight crime. Secondary. Oh, anyone with a swamp ass. -Have you had it before? - Let me ask you something. How awesome would it have been if someone had the Swamp Butt sense and dashed straight for it, ptttt? I kidnapped the vice president. I'm a bastard. If you think they should publish the ongoing adventures of "Swamp Ass Thing", raise your hand now. -One two three! -Three!

If you think the company should publish my book, raise your hand. -Oh! Five! -Five! Sal: Come on!