Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What does it say?
I gotta find a way to get rid of my art teacher.
Aren't those full of germs?
And you are very virile.
Who has apple breath?
♪ Roll in hay... ♪
Okay, boy, if there ever was
Art teachers don't have a desk.
Mm...
while the Womb Wizard is casting his spells.
That's great, really.
(STOMACH GROWLING)
And I'll start by saving us.
and we're out of here.
Anything else?
Whoa! They like each other.
Not by a long shot.
♪ We need ♪
We're having a baby!
and toss them to the pigs.
We just forego flipped food.
Send her home with aching tum!
That horse was instrumental in me becoming a man.
So, uh, your boy's got magic knock-up powers, huh?
You happy with your two-timing boyfriend now?
Wha...?
A party monster!
You has apple breath.