Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

for an undead guy, huh?
Well, someone needs to clean it.
And Zombie Jimmy Jr. Asks me to dance.
If you have to ask, then you don't get it.
Did you change your mind, Tina?
Oh, no. It's biting him more than before.
- Gene. - What's happening to Tina?
Was her big fantasy.
'Cause you're all up in my business.
Tina's not talking to you because you didn't ask her
- Oh, no. Bob, maybe you're right. - Don't eat here. Don't eat here!
Oh, God, oh, no. I'll be right back.
- not act like Gretchen. - Don't eat here!
Don't remind me. I can still taste it.
Hahaha
Yeah! What if we go on one of those dating sites?
- Bruce! You're okay! - (honks)
and he was a goose.
I'm taking my mom to see Digereedudes,
Guess I wasn't sad and desperate enough.
-W... Uh, well... -If my glasses fog up, don't be alarmed.
Fine. Whatever. I don't care.
I like that weird duck over there.
-Can you grab some more from downstairs? -In a minute, Bob.
- My butt! - Your butt.
♪ Bah-bah-bah, bah-bah-bah-bah Bruce ♪
- What? - What?
And then I fall but catch myself
Hi, Tina. I just want to say,
Yeah, yeah, no, no, I heard, I heard.
Okay. All done. Time for school.
Um... no. I-I'm not going to the dance.
(mumbling continuing)
So, wait, Tina is hanging out with a goose?
but I got it back on track.
I'm never gonna find a date by this weekend.
and be my date to the dance?
Tina, the dance committee meeting is starting soon.
Oh, she's at dance committee. Her theme got picked.