Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I insist on it.

Don't worry about it.

It's funny on a lot of levels.

It's a Freeze-Team!

My guess is about then, well, she was so sad about her failure to upset me...

you know he was pounding his invisible meat...

OK, then who haven't you slept with?

I knew you were here!

No way! They are so lying. I'm innocent.

No, please. I want to finish.

I'm not sure I can read it.

I promise not to make his eyes boil.

Dr. Venture, you might want to take your sons out.

Now, take your time.

The Monarch must, for he's given us no other rational explanation.

She'll be traveling a lot.

Oh, you want some of this? Let's go, Fonzie.

Now! It must be now! Now!

Just get on the stand and give your testimony.

And may I remind you that I am rubber and you are glue...

What about the necromancer?

Mecha-shiva go!

Fine. Whatever gets you off, man.

Oh, I can't believe you saved it.

Oh, my precious pookums, of course I forgive you.

I'm just going to get you some dry clothes.

And there's a little guy in there made out of pipe-cleaners.

Trust me. The Guild will reward you handsomely.

Aw, come on, Pop. We're not babies.

This all started soon after "The Flight of the Monarch" was published...

That was supposed to be romantic.

If you can't calm down, I'm leaving.

Something big is going down.