Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

All right, you got me.

And like most crimes, I fit the description.

That was when I heard the mysterious rattle.

You all know Mr. Burkett.

Driver's side trash bag, rope and pinion steering...

Just call me Barnaby Jonesin'.

would take all night? Ooh!

But we didn't take the go-kart.

Now, a crime's been committed.

I'm sure God will forgive me for destroying it.

going over a 50-foot jump,

I know this is telling me something.

Yeah, thanks a lot Bebe. Sit your ass down.

I don't wear dentures.

I have no idea.

We're like brothers.

to Juicy forever. What?

I may have snapped the MacPherson struts,

What makes me do these stupid things?

Mmm! Peanutty good.

but you two got all the time in the world

I'm, uh... (STAMMERING)

You all hear me, right?

You know, to spice it up.

Who would've thought that burying a 50-foot ramp

All right. Are you ready, Smokey?

You can tape him violating my constitutional rights.

Well, the statistics are in our favor.

It's something that comes with maturity.

See what I did this time, Calvin?

Mmm, oh, Lord. We'll send you some!