Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

to have it pop out of the ground.

he's a real evil sonovabitch.

-[sirens wailing] -[sighs]

let's remind these trees what they're good for,

To minimize loss of life

-[grunts] -[Poison Ivy] Oh, my god!

[menacing music plays]

but, yeah, I love him a little.

[loudly] To the Phantom Zone!

[screaming continues]

[Harley] Scarecrow and those Legion of Doom Dicks

of that bullshit you buy at the drugstore.

-[groans] -[grunts]

I'll head right over!

[nervously] I... I can't control them.

this situation seems dire.

do not smell Rapunzel's hair.

forcing thousands of innocent people towards the park.

It's probably just bad reception.

What? I got a type! You knew this.

Don't leave me!

-[thuds] -[roaring]

Yeah, well, you know,

-[snarling] -[grunts]

Ah. Easy come, easy go.

So, Commissioner Gordon,

letting a dog piss all over--

How do we not know about this?

-[roaring] -[screams]