Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

by the grieving widow. (EXCLAIMS)
It seems like something, but it's really nothing. And it's cheap.
We should be making a lot of money off that shit.
Blood on my hands, Lord!
- We got your note about the aliens. - Huh!
Everyone thinks I murdered Carlton.
I just can't have killed someone.
I'm actually glad she's as young as she is.
She just married him for his money.
But, how do you look exactly like me?