Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Right.
No. No, you didn't.
Oh, well. We meant to.
Dunk the witch! Dunk the witch! Dunk the witch! Dunk the witch!
And then -- switch me -- B-b-back on again.
How may we be of assistance?
If the Internet came back,
They are escaping on some kind of wheeled mule.
Wait a minute. Did he just hang up on me?
Remember, Anything’s a horn if you blow hard enough.
- I got a splinter. - And Mr. Wilson got a splinter.
Us
Wait! Maybe we should leave it unplugged.
that we can make fire and clothe ourselves.
Ugh!
Dunk the witch! Dunk the witch! Dunk the witch!