Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

And I'm line leader, Mama.
I move to make Cleveland the captain of our team.
...alcohol no longer affects you.
Look, listen, let's forget the kiss ever happened.
Hey, my ninjas, what's the haps?
You know, Larry was gonna be my shipmate for that Stoolbobber Regatta...
You're always staring at me...
I think we both know why.
...and since I've only been here like six days and you've been here for like a year...
...and will thus be understanding that I'm gonna race with him in the regatta.
Well, thanks, Cleveland.
- Denied. - Screw you, traitor.
...or are all athletes fair game?
We didn't, uh, ask you, Cleveland, because of what, uh, Lester said.
Kendra, no. We need you for balance.
I was on Everybody Loves Raymond.
Shut up.
Well, we may as well watch her demo.
So get yourself a sack of sauce.
It's Rallo. I got him an intercom so he doesn't feel left out.
Hey, I could drive you, Cleveland.
Shadwell's, the only pasta sauce that comes in a sack.
...to the outside world.
If those kids are crooked, it's on my head.
Mmmmmm... No! Ha ha ha! Uh-oh. I've been turn into... Demon Yellow!
...you may have contact beginning tonight.
Don't tell me to shut up, banana slammers.