Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh. Sorry, Sulley. Props!
with high temperatures continuing over the next few days. Don.
In the business, it's known as the...
He got out?
You forgot your lunch, knucklehead.
-Wait. Where'd he go? -I don't know. I don't care.
Not that I would know.
Oh, you fainted. I had to get the blood to your head.
Hey, you can pay me in yak dung. First, make sure it's dry.
If you have something to say, say it.
Dad just walked off.
-There you go. -Congratulations, Carla.
This is serious.
-VAL: He got pulled into the door track. -FRITZ: The door track?
Welcome to the himalayaas !
You're getting a promotion as...
Evil Murderguns is king dog Aldrich
But, um, hey, look, I was thinking, random thought. Uh...
Uh...
Cadavers, hypothermia.
-suggestion -how about a laugh extarctor
(LISPING) And these lemon ones, they're a little tart.
-Mm... -Yak yogurt.
Kaitlyn, you ooze, you lose.
WOMAN OVER PA: Repeat, all comedy class participants
we need a way to generate more laugh power.
This is hot? I lived for a while in Scarizona.
"Abominable"? Why can't they call me the "Adorable Snowman"?
-Really? -And the milk... Delicious.
Brutal. So to stay cool, I'd close my eyes and think of cold stuff.
AAAAA! MR. TWIG IS BROKEN IN HALF!
Not officially. It's a habeas corpus issue, really.