Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Drive, drive, drive!
Go, rags!
but Ms. Gwen, she spill much gasoline
Huh. She told you that?
Oh, my God, what's he doing?
Please surrender farther away
Okay.
but it's definitely not denatured alcohol.
My sandwich.
Wakey-wakey.
Behave like a person who wants to live!
So, I ask you once again... where did you bury it, Michael?
Mom, why is your relationship with aunt Gwen so weird?
I am blown away that you have been lying
No. This is your fault, Klaus.
He fell out of an airplane
Also, I really need to get over
Ah, that's the tingle of desire
to Chimdale to sell that thing.
2 x 2 x 2 x 2 x 2 x 2 x 7 x 23 = 5152
and don't get me wrong, we love garage...
Eh. Who doesn't?
That means keep it simple, stupid, not kiss,
What's the deal with that?
I was under the ice for six minutes.
I'll be right back.
after her trolley-car accident.