Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

This box is school property!

H.Q.-That's what I call her- H.Q.

Fine with me. I'll just shoot you both.

Look for me tonight in the spotlight dance.

I really don't. On your last delivery, I put a tack on your seat.

Two uncounted ballots, both for Betty Sue.

So what the hell am I doing with this train wreck?

[in unison] {LAUGHS}

- [ Screams ] - Hey, Stan, haveyou seen my double?

Hey, I have a life!

Oh, my gosh! What's this?

- Okay, bye. - Seeya.

P.S. I charged a movie toyour room.

- I'm a bartender. - Uh-uh! Conversation's up here, sailor.

Oh, come on, guys! No wet willies!

[ Gasps ] Oh, my God, Francine! You look exactly the same!

Oh, hello, Francine. You know my date, the homecoming queen.

Let's hit that dance, H.Q.

So, wait. Luke would be on drums?

I was being sarcastic! Or don'tyou get sarcasm, genius?

That would be the greatest concert of all time.

She's so fat that Rabelais documented her adventures with Pantagruel?

Bye Have good time

[ Gasps ] Brownies!