Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Half off shrunken|goblin heads.
Just tell my parents|the fanny packs are|from both of us,
Let me sing you|some birthday tunes
when I was schoolin'|the forest of certain death.
I'm in, I'm in.
Oh, this is horrible!
Laser puppies|and an epic fight.
[speaking foreign language]
Get them!.
♪ I ain't from|'round here ♪
- (SHEEP LAUGH) Look at this, sister! Barbabeau has no hair! - (BARBABEAU CRYING)
with pictures of you!
What are you doing here?
I suppose so.
- The party bus.|- Party bus?
Don't worry, I just|need to sit here,
Higher.
It's so weird that|Brittney invited us
[giggles]
Mr. and Mrs. Diaz?
I have lecture|things to do.
Oh, yeah.|Nice try.