Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

That's right. I changed your ringtone when you were sleeping.
Yeah, we've seen the sex cult, Buzz, and we are not…
The de-what now?
I'm going to the moon, and I need this to shoot hippies.
I heard a spicy rumor
And he's villainously horny.
Wait, what? Why would I call myself a moon-slut?!
Earth is overrated. They're about to nuke Antarctica anyway.
[eerie music plays]
Welcome to Earth… on the moon.
-[upbeat music playing on headphones] -[groans]
He tried to kill us. Don't salute him.
[DNA tester whirs, beeps] DNA results in 20 minutes.
Brett, that's a flag of Rasta Garfield.
[sighs] Come on in.
Fifty bucks says the SOS was triggered by a computer
[funky music plays]
Brett, fend them off for as long as you can.
-[grunts] -[shushing]
Thirty years?
♪ Ken Burns likes to what? ♪
Of course. I just have a few quick diagnostic questions
until today's distress signal.
It's like a regular slut but on the moon.
[laughing]
Even Mipsy?
Good news, team.
Wow. Congrats on making it through a whole sentence
The rogue colony still exists to this day.
Isn't the moon like Australia?
I told you to pull out the left microchip.
Plasma rifle.
Your mother and I had a life before you came along,
On fleek.
Shit.
Oh, just drop me off in midtown.
by finally breaking the hell out of Earth's orbit.
Hands off me, moon hippies. [grunts]
[grunts]
[yells]
Deal.
a real shithead.
♪ Brett likes to slam the jam ♪
[Myc] Sound colder.
Today, you're going to the moon!
Melvin Stupowitz?
[introspective music plays]
and almost destroy the Earth to win his approval.
-[scary music plays] -[Rand] Neil Armstrong?