Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

A few months back, I got an unsolicited e-mail

Can't even think of anything to mumble to myself.

Good night, princess who treats me nice.

I don't know. Who's that guy?

Then the body's harshest critic-- the colon.

Never dream big, because it will blow up in your face.

Well, sounds like

Well, I guess you'll pine forever

seriously wrong, first I will tear this contract

and this kind man has shown it to me.

I did not think this through.

that took my money!

with your arms around my waist?

So where are we headed, dude?

They're on a free Virgin Galactic flight

The Dirty Dozen? All guys.

Oh, poor thing.

Yeah, duly noted.

Huh. Nothing can stop you, sir.

So, anyways, the place that I really feel the pedaling?

I am not convinced.

I am not! I am not! I am not!

Yeah, that's it, Majesty.

Lost African princess, eh?

I will treasure it.

Oh, they don't make them like you in Nigeria.

I am from Africa.

three years since Smithers left.

And with your omelet,

Now, guess how much of the $20 million I saw?

Okay, sweetie, open those baby blacks.

I'm 25 years old.

Oh, no, I am not dressing up like an African princess.

Yeah, that's pretty good there,

What a grim fate that would be.

Just move the pedals.

Shut your eyes.