Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

(REQUIEM PLAYING)
(SQUEALING)
Her Majesty, Margarine of Aragon!
History's like an amusement park,
Oh, they're like sheep. As the emperor goes, so do they.
And we owe it all to you.
Mozart worked hard on his music.
You know these... (GROANING) I'm dying!
But watch out When beans come out down south
and get us some sweet mermaid sex.
You says to me : the law says you must be married to prince ?
Mom, everyone who ever lived is boring.
Your Majesty, I know you want a son.
Ew! A plague rat!
I say trade in that lemon and get busy!
if only I had a son to enjoy this with.
who lived fast and died young?
Come spring, they sought help from Native Americans.
But must we discuss my womb in front of the entire court?
ME ON A LUCKY DAY AT WALMART
and I sang you the lullabies you wrote.
But I can't chop my wife's head off
(CHEERING)
LEWIS: At last the Pacific Ocean.
so I left a magazine in the basket.
Books? books are for squares.
Please let me win.
(CACKLES TO THE TUNE OF BEETHOVEN'S FIFTH SYMPHONY)