Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

That's why I bought this from my Snuffle Snart dealer.

-Cool. Slide whistle. -[melancholy tone]

by our brave son, Fichael.

Oh, I can't wait to tell all my quote-unquote "friends."

[fanfare playing]

Gold-plated socks, gold-plated gold bars,

We were pinned down and I had to eat my whole goddamn platoon.

Dad, I just wanted to clear up something.

I'll tinker with this, if you don't mind. We attack at dawn! You're a warrior now.

We can learn so many things out here.

The way to Bazarack is through the nether regions,

I told Fichael not to go on this mission. He may be dead for all I know.

Anyway, listen up, team.

Yes. Well, I was until my nervous breakdown.

Mom, I know we're rich, but I'd prefer a living pet.

No sunset sloppies for a month!

Sorry, Fichael. I'll never turn my back on you again.

How did this happen?

Clitaris, get your gargoyle-looking, fat fucking wife in here.

Sanchez! Don't be a hero!

Nope. It's for me.

This… this isn't even a map.

-Cool! Slide whistle! -[melancholy tone]

to keep out the aliens and their diabolical leader, Bazarack.

I don't like to brag about it, but it's big.

Yes. I need to know

Except for Tina, who calls me Ms. Skullcunt.

But you will when you see this. Curtains!

See? Daddy evil. But don't just take my word for it.

Cool. Slide whistle.

Look, I fixed your watch.

Billy pick flowers for best friend. Aha!