Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Wanna bet? ‐ [table smashes]
[chomp] ‐ Don't eat it all at once, Wakko!
‐ Only the greatest wordsmith ever!
You're going to get yourself decapitated. ‐ Never!
[crowd yelling]
[rumbling]
[French accent]: I'm queen of ze world!
‐ Mine's got all the fixin's!
[smash]
I think I know what Margaret's trying to say.
‐ We all chipped in and got you a little something‐something.
♪ We don't need to boast or roast or talk smack ♪
‐ Oh yes! Inspector Yakko, your reputation precedes you.
♪
‐ Maybe we should've read the instructions for the...
[snoring]
murdered.
‐ We're sorry, Your Majesty.
[loud chomping]
Mm‐hmm.
Who do we know that messes up their "M" words?
"A mutt that manicured might make millions on the black market."
‐ That's right! It was Margaret!
‐ And now, I'm gonna murder you.
♪ Say goodbye to an easy battle and... hello, hearse! ♪
[whinnying]
Somehow, this doesn't look quite right.
[crunching]
‐ Aw, can't you just hold it and talk to Gigi's owner first?
‐ [whimpering] ‐ Hm...
[barking]
♪ Leave the stage to me ♪
[slurp]