Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Error! Error! Error!
This entire sketch is a metaphor for shoes!
Try to take over the world! [thunder clapping]
‐ I met a traveler from an antique land
‐ Are you crazy?
DOT/WAKKO: Oh, can we keep them? Can we? Can we?
‐ Ooh. Infestation is what I call
Or B. R. A. I. N. for short.
[grunting]
‐ Could I ask you a question before we meet our doom?
[chirping]
‐ Defrost, popcorn,
[cartoony squeaking, bouncing]
[bunnies chirping]
‐ You created me with one sole purpose‐‐ [ding]
But We Have A Serious Bunny Infestation!
♪ And we're zany to the max ♪
[gulp]
‐ Is something wrong, son?
♪
general relativity and quantum mechanics
Oh. I'm being told that Bloopf is now obsolete,
As you can see, the human brain used to be able
[elevator beeping]
a ripe source of comedy! ‐ I don't get it.
‐ Dot Warner!
I thought as much. No, Pinky.
♪ Gender balanced, pronoun neutral ♪
you will never let me spread my wings and fly.
Oh, it's still ice cold in the middle.
René Descartes walks into a bar.
‐ Shall we begin taking over the world now, Father?
I stand corrected. Let's get this mess cleaned up, Pinky.
One‐tenth of a second.
♪ They're laboratory mice, their genes have been spliced ♪
Two sole purposes.
but you flew too close to the sun,
[grunt]
‐ Oh no! Dingoes!
‐ But, unlike you, Father, I shall never die.
BRAIN: ♪ Bonding ♪
Oops, sorry. War. It's time to go to war.