Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Thanks to denial I'm immortal
and you only get so many millions of years on this Earth.
But five's the one we want!
Let's pick up the pace, people.
Okay.
Alas, no.
I'm all for a good beating, but you'll never find him.
Hey, Mr. Perfect,
That's a calculator. I ate it to gain its power.
Company, attack!
thanks to denial, I'm a capitalist
Looks like a half-eaten cheese diaper.
Hot diggity.
I shall rip out your heart and show it to you.
So you decided to call on a Saturday...
Okay... ah.
(Train whistle blows)
faceless bean-counters who blend into the woodwork.
Rachel
but the assigned bureaucrat log in.
See?
I also would have accepted a bribe.