Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

There's no point in me even making my special yams.

I can send 'em outside and lock the door.

See, that way, if somebody comes in asking for barry manilow,

"funk man's funky house of funk."

Oh, and then we can celebrate like the original thanksgiving with the pilgrims and the mexicans.

Well, that's not true. Don't tell anyone.

Are you crazy? We have to start unloading records.

Good, because people over 30 don't listen to music.

I can buy you a taco.

We need 50 boxes of cookies.

come on in and see what's happenin'

Laurie's in canada, steven has his store, and now eric is going to a concert.

You're not goin' to the concert.

It's such a special time of the year, when like to give thanks,

'cause since you've been out of work, you're a little bummy

I'd like to see where this goes.

Of what, honey? We got rid of the spooky lamp in your room.

Black sabbath's been sold out for weeks.

I still can't go. My dad wants me and Angie to open the record store by midnight tomorrow.

Yeah, but, dad, don't you think it would've been helpful if you did?

That's unavoidable.

You know, I can't, uh, beat him up for you, but, uh, I can get Donna to.

Zeppelin goes up on that wall,

I just want the store to be great.

you should call it "hot wax records,"

We bake ourselves.