Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I did something terrible, and...
(Crying)
where your bodies have undergone
Farewell, Jumpy Number Nine.
by the pocket calculator!
at 0800 tomorrow.
when I put this stuff on.
I got...
or... Wendy, or Becky Lou.
that's no monster.
(Sighing)
and he took off.
What's going on here?
What do I do?
is that selfish and doesn't count as much?
For what?
but how was I supposed to know he was 15?
I’ll give you a ball!
I'm sure it is, sir.
Get away from me, Kevin.
Man...
And then I can get on with my life.
De gustibus non est disputandum.
He said something about being evil
Oh, my God!
This one's a little droopy
and there's no face.
I did something horrible.
That way, I know I'll be in the plus column.
Standard technique.
Now, remember
only when they think he's coming to visit.
Oh, my God!