Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Well, keep looking.
- Like a hunk of dirt with a carrot. - Crap.
We're sorry... Our bad
You're screwing up the song.
It's beautiful.
- Mr. Hat isn't real. - Right.
Doesn't that look great?
My mom signed me up for swimming lessons at the pool. Want to come?
I guess that goes without saying, doesn't it?
Jot learns a lesson about obeying his parents after he defies his mother and has to go to Sunday school with dirty hands.
Because some kid blew his hands off, we don't get to buy M-80s?
Okay, everyone in the pool.
I don't know where Mr. Hat is. Garrison, I've got bigger problems.
Screw you guys !
I can tell you that I am 100 percent not gay.
It's about that one week in the year...
Well, let me ask you this. Why-? Where do you think Mr. Hat went?
I don't need to hear crap from hippie freaks in denial.
It looks like my ex-wife.
What the-?
No, you don't! Summer vacation doesn't start for you little bastards...
I think you're the loony one in this room.