Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

what I'm pondering? ‐ I believe so, Father,
B.R.A.I.N.: Now, we are getting somewhere.
[crack, smash]
[whirring]
[gasp] [growling]
♪
Bye!
♪ They lock us in the tower whenever we get caught ♪
Your problem is you don't have enough buns.
a "truth word."
that's changing the world,
‐ Howdy! I'm Dwayne LaPistol, your new neighbor!
You're not laughing.
[screaming]
[maniacal laughter]
[creepy laugh]
‐ There is no binomial distribution.
‐ And, like a man in orthopedic footwear,
[applause]
I’ll Miss You! Goodbye Dwayne! Take Care!
YAKKO: Finally! Our Giuseppe Arcimboldo
You’re We’re All Going To The Water Tower!
Scorpios will become Capricorns, [neighing]
‐ Sure hope you liked those!
‐ She's gonna blow!
‐ Why, of course I... I...
‐ Error... Error...
What do you think of my use of binomial distribution?
[explosion]
♪
[crowd cheering]
BRAIN: Without a doubt, Pinky, my most ingenious invention to date!
‐ Not those buns!
‐ He's not a microwave, you imbecile!
It is rather painful.
Capricorns Tauri, [moo]
‐ Did you want something, Pinky?
[cawing]
♪ Brain, Brain, Brain, Brain ♪
Studies show that owners of multiple buns
[sing song] Brain!
[explosion]
‐ Thank you, Father. ‐ Does he know any good jokes?
[yawn]
You’re Grounded For Now!