Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[Actors Chattering, Reading Lines]
the nerds, the dweebs, the spazzes.
Who did this?
Can I go all locallcations? Sorry, we’re closed for good! Now go to fucking Mom’s house!
- Steve, come on! - I'm sorry, Debbie.
future?
[Gasps, Squealing]
Guess it's up to the stoners to take them down now.
LADY AND THE TRAMP THAT'S THE CLUTCH PEDAL
Sorry. No fetal pigs this year.
Could’ve had a V8
Thanks for seeing me on such short notice, Doc.
Fine! You got us!
- Hmm? - I guess you guys heard Debbie lost.
turn a trick, to use the parlance of your profession...
(SOBBING CONTINUES)
She's not fit enough to recalibrate your tricorder!
- [All Screaming] - Stop!
None of those gangs are affiliated with the jocks or the cheerleaders.
Oh, you're funny.
when you cast your vote for class president keep me in mind.
[Sighs] Fine. But after that, we're through!
Oh, Debbie, how I've missed your juicy beanbag-chair lips.
Hello, um, " competition."
Shut up! Shut up, I say!
managed to put the slip on the drama geeks.
You did this to us, Steve Smith.
You're Watching American Dad! On Fox
- with my stuffed friend here. - Hmm.
I'm running on fumes, man! Vote Debbie!
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We did our best. It's in the hands of the voters now.
Ender, I hope you're going to jail for a long time. Help! I can't go to jail! I'm rich!
[Clears Throat] Has anybody seen that buffalo?
Perfect! This is just enough cash to bankroll my revenge schemes.