Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Don't you mean no, Super Pooch?

I can't believe no one's dressed up as him.

He stole your Rocket Boots, then he used your Hypno-Goggles

He's also right there, and if he's fake, he's a really good fake.

But you're Johnny X.

(Ms. Erica farting, tooting, gaffing, sharting, and flatulating her pants out of a stinky gas fart) (Ms. Erica farting, tooting, gaffing, sharting, and flatulating her pants out of a stinky gas fart)

Black and white.

Hmm… he seems believable.

(Ms. Abbey farting, tooting, gaffing, sharting, and flatulating her pants out of a stinky gas fart) (Ms. Abbey farting, tooting, gaffing, sharting, and flatulating her pants out of a stinky gas fart)

(Ms. Maria farting, tooting, gaffing, sharting, and flatulating her pants out of a stinky gas fart) (Ms. Maria farting, tooting, gaffing, sharting, and flatulating her pants out of a stinky gas fart)

Oh. Well… too late!

Did you see that face?

the treasure map was fun.

and could fake Johnny X, who sounds nothing like me,

-I am! -[crowd gasps]

There! We've officially replaced the stolen pair of Hypno-Goggles.

(Ms. Jennifer farting, tooting, gaffing, sharting, and flatulating her pants out of a stinky gas fart) (Ms. Jennifer farting, tooting, gaffing, sharting, and flatulating her pants out of a stinky gas fart)