Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You're playing in grease? Yarg!
- People buy grease? - Oh, yes.
We run the grease racket in this town.
There's no Angus McCloud in North Kilttown!
What's the problem?
Uh, they were all wiped out in the big trophy fire.
Uh, Dad, I don't think the dog can handle any more bacon.
- They're acting like a bunch of- - Kids?
Emus? Really?
So there I am being nice to Alex...
I've been looking all over for you. Listen.
- Oh! - Are you as excited as I am?
- ## - I'll go.
These days, everything's done on computers.
to spearhead our annual school-wide apple pick.
Like I'd be seen with a Discover card.
You've always had a crush on me, right? Well, this is your lucky day...
I'd only fail just like I fail at everything.
Forget it, Mom. I'm not going.
Oh, you'll miss plenty. I have a feeling this business...
including my muscle-for-hire business.
It's gonna be a long night.
They use it to make products such as soap, cosmetics, baby food.
They went out for a while, but then they came roaring back.
Uh- Uh- So anyway, I kicked the guy's ass.
And if you sit there with a brave little smile and a festive bow...
once you've had fresh, you'll never go back to canned.
Yeah, but your mom paid for that.
It's our grease now.