Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Please describe it to me.

A real live date in a physical place that exists!

No chance, garbage-can face.

Man, you are irredeemably evil.

Oh, there will be lots more.

Please don't cry. I can't stand to see a living thing feel pain.

But on the other claw, maybe I can't live without her.

I have nothing to live for, so I don't mind telling you those pennies are mine.

Good God, what's that horrible stench?

Tonya keeps her tap shoes in there.

Something's come up.

I'm six years old, and tap dancing is my favoritest thing.

You've accomplished so much more than most of us would bother to.

The previous tenant was a very prominent raccoon.

I don't know what's wrong with this location.

There. My home's all clean, except for one part.

I'm smellier than a whorehouse's outhouse.

It won't be long, Johnnycakes.

But you know what would really stink?

Damn right, and I'm organizing a tap-dance contest for the Parks and Rec Department.

A skilled surgeon could perform a nose transplant.

FYI, this little lady has a heart condition.

What's the catch? She looks normal.