Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Um, hey! Uh, now that your night is free, me and Grunkle Stan were thinking, maybe bowling or something.

Ah, chin up, kid, you were trying to do the right thing. Even though you destroyed a relationship and part of my car.

Remember, eventually we have to let them go. We have to promise not to get too attached to them, right, Mable? Mable?

(imitates Fat Guy) Do you have this T-shirt in my size?

Yo, yo, hold up. What's this big green mess?

CCoughing! I was coughing. Those weren't words. CCoughing! I was coughing. Those weren't words.

How'd it go up there?

All right, it took all day, but I converted it to a record.

Wait a second. Is something rooting through our trash?

Not so fast! They're not going anywhere!

Invero to the bunny kids:

(singing) My shirt was wrinkled till...

(singing) Girl you got me actin' so cray-cray! (cray-cray)You tell me that you won't be my bay-bay! We're non-threatening, girl. Yeah

Women! They're the real mystery, Dip. You ruin their date, drive their hippie boyfriend's van into a ravine, and somehow you're the "bad guy".

We're masters of stealth!

Adeus Galera Já FOI

Hmm... That's not spit-worthy! What gives?

Yo, whatup, girl?

We need to warn Wendy about that song before she gets brainwashed! We need to warn Wendy about that song before she gets brainwashed!

Twenty thirteen.

Calendar jumpscare

Thank you, boys. Now let's get aboard the braid train!

We're doing something wrong here but I can't put my finger on it.

Wrong one thousand!

THIS IS GRENDA TIME