Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

¶ I'm gonna die on dead end street ¶

#ΟΓΣ #ΉΜΩ #ΗΘΛΛΕΜΎ #ΗΜΓ ΗΊΝΓ

Lord? Why am I here?

Be free! Be free!

But she soon learned

there's a category you're not considering.

-I don't like it. -You can't just name a guy Bob.

I don't care, baby. Jimi gets paid either way.

What do they have you pushing, water beds?

-(whimpering) -(Bob's Burgers theme fades)

The truth is, this mustache is a memento

Uh, Ned Flanders, you have been a sinner,

(door opens, footsteps descending stairs)

¶ Than golden tubs and fragrant soap ¶

to what really matters:

-Hey, is there someone in the restaurant? -Oh, yeah.

Tracy, what are you doing here?

-50 ponies! -(pony neighs)

Oh. Somehow 50 ponies

-(camera clicking) -Wow! I knew he could bounce,

Finally, I became one of the most iniquitous men

¶ Less, less, less ¶

(phone ringing)