Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Or-or-or maybe,

We have no idea who is in there.

We're at the end of our rope.

♪ T-t-t-t-take a right ♪

We have a "no blues" policy here.

That sweet, cleansing rain!

No one to be trifled with.

♪ You know what to do ♪

Follow me to freedom!

but it's really store-bought.

It's so lonely in here. Will I ever be getting a cellmate?

Bet they have hot cocoa, just waiting for us.

I don't want to eat them with you either, you motherfucker alligator!

So, what's the plan?

- See? - This isn't you.

- Smells like... - Freedom?

This couldn't be any worse.

May I arrest you now?

Nice to meet you Guy-With-A-Mustache.

but I have a best friend and a defenseless animal who need me.

at a time when there is more hunger than mercy in this world.

Without more question or requesting another story the end

Included is a scene of Teri screaming in agony as she tries in vain

I thought you loved oatmush.

I hope they have marshmallows for the hot cocoa.

♪ If you only knew ♪