Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[exhales]
Oh, I forgot about Hell.
Aah! These Dockers meant nothing.
[Lenny] Odds and Bodkins!
Truly, it will henceforth be known as
turning my kind into acid-washed jeans.
That's all over now.
Hey, nice jeans.
[groans]
[screeches]
[Agnes] You old fool.
to pay for these louder bullets.
Well, my species will need as many hosts as possible.
[Carl] That's a lot to read.
Yes, an indoor wind.
What the hell's happening?
What the hell is going on?
[snoring]
but do these coastal elite monsters
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Mrs. Butterworth's ample bosom?
Did it?
Well, you did save my life,
but which can only be powered
Yes.
[moaning]
But he won't take his pants off.