Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

A deal's a deal, so give me my body back.
Not helping him.
Bring all your issues And bust out the tissues
No, no.
He may be gone, but he'll always be with us as a trash can.
I don't know. Fry?
Whoo! Whoo-oo-oo-oo!
I want to go home.
That's it. I'm killing myself
of Scruffy's famous corn biscuits?
Thank you. Thank you.
Fry? I hate that guy. We once traded hands.
Oh, Fuff, enough of your superstitious nonsense.
"Paleontologists Do lt In The Dirt."
Adoy. Wait. Adoy?
You're not Granny Hester.
It's a robot ghost.
There, there, Fry.
You're dead!
A ghost!
I can't sleep, I can't think, I can't even think.