Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

This is The New Yorker. Totally different.
key to a mighty line of defense
That's right. I found your hidey-hole!
Did I catch you at a bad time?
Because I realized I don't want to kill you anymore.
Even that scary old man from the house with the broken windows.
I have never been so glad to see you.
You can count on me!
I just need to know,
Not that I can see.
What'd I tell you about blood toasts, Bob?
♪ Oh, yeah! ♪
Not that you are.
I'm a kid who appreciates things that last.
Calvin!
The other, an asthmatic dinosaur that hasn't been relevant
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Not that I can see.
I... Hmm?
but we could never figure out where?
You just shake it when you're through.
That way, no nutcase can do it by himself.
Shut up!
I'm awake! I'm awake! What?
Come on, Bart. You made your point!
Ah, yes.
had you committed to good?
Ay, caramba!
♪ The song of the knell ♪ ♪ of a churchyard bell... ♪
Dad, come on. I'm ten years old.
Wow! For a 50-year-old missile, it's in terrific shape!
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I won't believe he's dead
D'oh!
But we love it just the same.
The highway doesn't know it's adopted.