Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Too many dorky little twerpy Spider-Men.

Would you like some free money?

my friend James Cameron once gave me.

This is Tuesdays...

You just take the juice out, and then they're dead.

I can give you his new address if you'd like.

and this is Lisa Frenchy-Fuqua.

Look, I know the future seems bleak.

What the hell is that?

All right, this is the address on the license.

Maybe you should dictate, and I should type.

I feel like a bloody boomerang!

♪ And it makes it taste bad ♪

Then don't do it for everyone.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. What's going on?

Sir, you, uh, can't shop here without a shirt.

Wow! Wow, that's crazy!

Now get me another drink. Tomorrow's my birthday.

So my daughter, Carolyn, drew this for me

Who's Jeremy Bearimy?

and I found out I was going to hell

you just beg for money on the Internet.

the school of thought that there are strict rules

happened to us but no time passed on Earth?

Well, because it's not really my birthday.

Well, technically, it was just a bunch

Agent Fuqua and I are paranormal investigators.

stems from the consequences of that action.

the six of us, really, are doomed.

I was just on my way to the MRI lab.

Happens to kind of look like the name "Jeremy Bearimy"

in accordance with those virtues.

Okay. Back, back, back, back, back.

That's a lovely sentiment, Eleanor.

Now, over the last 2,500 years,

we will dedicate a rehearsal hall in your honor.

Frenchy. Sorry...

There is no point to anything,

So sorry for eternally dooming you.