Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

So when the Monarch messed with the police...
This is none of your beeswax.
With my own eyes, I have seen into his senses.
Oh, no! Wait a minute!
Good riddance to bad girlfriends, I say.
with these what you might call super villain-types.
Have you seen my juice-box?
The police stay out of the way of the Guild for the most part.
A mind reader, huh?
These things have booby traps. Booby.
oh, let's say the fact...
It's weird, right?
They are so gonna fry this idiot.
Come sit down and tell me all about it.
Enough!
Think you can take this? So, too fast for you?
You're wearing your old costume now?
No! But you would think it was, right?
Is that your Queen Etherea suit?
Well, just try.
I'm getting to that! Just keep your pants on.
Oh, you are insane!
Then he just hung around the yard yelling till somebody called the cops.
But this is not a book. This is a suicide note!