Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Ga-Ga black sheep have you any wool?
Then I point to my bangs.
Uh, Rudy, the shrub sculpture has a name.
Maybe. Okay, give me your thoughts, everybody. Throw 'em at me.
and pick out a story... Oh, my mind's racing.
How do you live with yourselves?!
Look, everybody, it's the roly poly pope.
Fuuuccckkk vrrrrrrrrr Oh my God are stupid tree got cut down with Kanye West you basters
I am sick of him saying.
- There are music and lighting cues? - Yeah.
And the only drug she's addicted to is books.
three new Ga-Ga pits right here on the playground!
I'm glad you said what you said.
- So this is Ga-Ga ball, huh? - Yep.
I'm so nice, they let me read twice... a week.
down at the public library?
(door bells jingle)
where I lay my sweet head?!
- Hi, kids, I'm Punky Bookster! - (amplifier distortion)
I am heading there, and they don't let me change
- Ha! - Ah. Oh, man.
The best thing about Ga-Ga ball
(sighs)
who can hear from the biography section,
Come, children. Follow me into the pit.
like that's even a game.
Great ribbon dancing.
Hey. You want to play Ga-Ga?
Um, how about
(Frond moans)
- Wha...? - Seriously, Frank? Seriously?
Um, the book, maybe?
Those little boys who pretend to be cats,
- Is that Rudy? - Yeah.
Ooh, ooh, I got one.
- Seriously? - Yeah. But first,