Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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