Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- [Wind Howling] - [Kissing]

Yes, Mr.Machray.Everyone you don't like is a Russian bot

N-No, that's not true. l-l-l-

Hey, I haven't seen the movie, what's going on?

- Take that, Dick Dastardly! Now I'm Prune Dastardly! - [Groaning]

[Laughs] Well, howdy, Homer. Ooh, thanks for dropping by.

- It means he's cured. - That's what I said.

Oh, there's so little left. "Creamed Eels"?

- Whee, I'm Dick Dastardly! Bam! - [Yelling]

Oh, something is definitely wrong with this hallway.

Would you like reasoned analysis or hyperbole and confirmation bias?

Was that, uh-Was that toilet always next to the refrigerator?

Surprisingly, people are grabbing things with both hands...

Can't you morons leave me alone?

Gotta be nice. Hostility-diddilly-iddilly

[ All Crowd Cheering ]

- [Ringing] - Y'ello.

[Laughs] Very funny, wise guy.

I've got a copy of something or other by Art Linkletter in my office.

Relax. Can't you see how eerily calm it is?

Yes, but the records only go back to 1978...

I'm sure your insurance will cover the house.

An answer to a question no-one asked!

Its woke! Its woke! Its woke!

Ooh, a Rubik's Cube! Let's all work it together.

Son of a gun-diddilly-un! Those gilded edges smart.

[Groans] That's true, but he shouldn't say it.

And a cement mixer full of hope and some cement.

- Mmm, satisfying. - What about, uh, fluorescent lights?

- Aw, shoot! - [Sighs]

Thanks, everyone. I'm all better now.

- My main finger? - [All Talking At Once]

Take that, Prune Head! Now I'm Prune Head!

Dad, no! This may just be the eye of the hurricane.

No, no, not me, friends. He's talking about himself.