Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Garrett, stop talking.

All right, everyone.

Yep, that's me.

We got hog riders at our three o'clock!

Well, it looks like Dr. Swollenstein here

Yeah, yeah. I got you.

just got himself a deal.

We're going down!

Hey, you want to come in?

All they have created, we destroy!

No way. I love that place.

My life sucks, kid. All right? I'm a frickin' loser.

Same shirt, same pants.

but you can't get home.

Come on, Garrett, you gotta go faster!

Nether wart will flourish.

Crap! My creeper farm.

Almost died fighting an Enderman for it.

is it on the way to this Mansion place?

Paper don't grow on trees, and...

What was I doing with my life?

Oh, no! That can't be good!

You can bag me up and take me to the curb anytime.

and I am telling you, that thing

Yeah? You like bones?

That's not what I was saying at all.

Stand back, boys.

Now, take this axe and go find some gold.

I knew I'd find you dummies here.

Yeah, we got this!

I was never here, okay?

But to pull it off, we're gonna need a pretty sweet diversion.

It's kind of foolproof, actually. It's just math.

Screw it, I'm coming with.

ever since that article came out about the school rankings.

You place these elements in different patterns,

Whoa, whoa, whoa, who are these guys?

I'm starting a mentorship program

Got it, Travis?

I'm up against it, man, I'm--

recently divorced me.

Daryl? Where is it?

I tried his phone a million times.

in my front pocket, okay?

So you can hand out slices on your first day.

I just saved your butt, that's what happened.

earned him the nickname, "The Garbage Man."

You're a cute little booger-face.

Her moves were pretty out there.

Those things are worth a frickin' fortune.

We're gonna get in there, get the Earth Crystal

We're trying to figure out a plan.

during the semi-finals of The Nether's Got Talent.

♪ On your birthday cake ♪

♪ I feel alive ♪

We'll meet him back at the Woodland Mansion.

for a little bit longer, you know?

Malgosha's path to darkness

it would have helped me get past your smell.

You got this, Gar-Gar.

Chicken jockey.

Thanks! I have no idea where it came from.

Our time has come.

There was no joy or creativity at all.

- You okay? - Fine.

All right. Count us down, guys.

Do we hear any more? Do we hear 900? 900?

Come to papa! Cosmos!

Ho-ho, yeah! I'm so glad that's still around.