Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Eh, you guys are too young.

Fuck You, Bobby!

Uh, wait, where are we going? Gus' is that way.

Aaaaaaaaah! A Ghost! No such thing as Ghosts . Just a crocodile snoring.

Sound Ideas, HUMAN, BABY - EIGHT MONTH OLD BABY: CRYING

we take their money.

- That's why you called? Okay, I think we got it, Bobby.

All right, quit staring at it. You're gonna overripe it.

- Maybe if I was 50 years younger.

- Ex-girlfriend. - Talk about squawk-ward.

- Okay, CJ, you can help, too.

- I think the komodo dragon exhibit is this way.

- Yeah. I need more itch cream. - So sorry.

- Take yo' time!

Ha, gotta be quicker than that to beat Carl Casa...

Maybelle's eating grapes.

First up is our Night Tour!

just so you could work on our anniversary.

- Two-time GLART Conductor of the Month,

Why would I kidnap a cat?

- Carl's head fell off his body.

I eat a fistful of Chuy Chewys.

- Hey, I told you to stay away from those Chuy Chewys.

- Oh, sorry, Carl. Bush babies are nocturnal.

Also, you look really cute in your pizza tux.

- [groans] - Now we'll never know!

- All right, let's get you guys to the campground.

{\an3}- Surprise! I'm gonna take you

- Can't wait. Bye, Booboo Bear.

[both giggle] - Carl, look!

They changed the music to K-pop,

- You again? Vete!

- If anyone comes in for walnuts--

That stuff doesn't matter.

- Why don't you grab us a table while I park the van?

- You kids stay with Mr. Chang and finish the tour.

- They'll be fine, Bobby.