Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Hup, halt, one, two. Ten-hut.
Most of the guys are here. We're gonna get you in your clothes now. Mrs. Weefers?
Uh-huh. Davy, you mooned over that girl long enough.
uh, tonight, and, um, and what we needed was a chaperone.
Ha ha ha ha!
He's getting fresh!
Why, of course. You boys know your landlord understands problems of youth.
That's what I call fruit punch.
Wail, Davy.
Forward march. Hup, two, three, four. Hup, two, three, four.
how sad am I
I guess I should have stayed in bed My pillow wrapped around my head
Well, that shows he has a lot of confidence in me, don't you think?
Mrs. Weefers? Please! She's stoned.
We'll see you guys later.
Come with me I'll take you where the tast of life is green
Dodo Dolenz, you remember? We fought at...
Micky, will you please explain to him and get off the Venice thing?