Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Uh, you, Woodstock-- what do you want?
(tires screech)
Yes!
That's a good one.
I demand you remedy this posthaste!
(laughs) I was sleeping with him,
Thank you. Thank you.
Oh, no. Oh, you fool!
for a little while, heard her out.
Huh? What do you want?
Luckily, didn't turn out to be a problem. (laughs)
ALBERTA: Girl,
It has been nice to meet you, thank you,
Have you met Steve?
And then we drive them from this land!
Please don't make fun of me. I really saw one.
Do you know how that works?
(cheering)
Namely: diplomacy.
Oh.
What?!
(gasping): I'm sorry.
The bones have spoken,
We scare them away. We're ghosts!
Cool.
when I tried to attack him with a toilet brush.