Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

He wanted me to give them to you.

- I'm gonna hide behind this napkin. - Hey, Louise.

I don't know what you're saying,

(stomach grumbles): Oh, my stomach.

Joint poops! Gotta get to the Bathroom!

Bark bark! Bark bark! BARK BARK! BARK BAK! Certainly. I'll just get that now. Yechh! Wet menu! Blegh! Ooh!

the whites of your eyes are bright,

Hey there, Teddy. Nice boom box.

But not in this class.

I just have to find a way to get him

Huh. Love, it looks like you can't be stopped.

It's romantic and dangerous,

so, I wanted to take some classes.

Louise? I'll make it work.

What's Tina even doing? Combing her boobs?

Get it? I'm kidding, she died.

Bye. See you at lunch.

I thought you came here from Jimmy Pesto's.

You're never gonna get over this

7 pocoyo all 125

No! Don't do it!

Right, right. I-I got it.

Wait, what are you saying, Tina?

Rudy is like the slowest runner in our grade.

He's the slowest runner in the world!

You're not Hildy.

I'm selling bouquets for a buck each... who's in?

Hildy? It's Gene. Are you in there?

and learn how to dance?

and bring Martin in here.

I'm having boy troubles.

♪ Stupid Cupid, you're a real mean guy ♪

Oh, my God, Rudy's gonna give me Love Weeds

- CLASS: Wow! Whoa! - TAMMY: What?

[Shouting Continues]

- Really? - You think I'm not gonna

Just, yeah. Don't be late, and brush your teeth.

Ciao, Gene Belcher.

Hey, are you gonna be at lunch today?

Excuse me while I sky kiss this guy.

Rudy might as well like a box of packing peanuts.

I have some in my locker if we can't find any here.

Oh, my God. Get it through your thick, round skull, Rudy!