Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- We are anything we need to be

all: SpongeBob SquarePants!

thought of the moment where we'd have to play it.

- I can't hear you.

Squeakward: eww~

We have to get out of here.

Krabinu: ( huffing )

- Tuxedos? Oh, just give us a moment

to the concert hall!

- SpongeBob, were those jewels on the patties?

- No, Patrick, no!

- Okay, Patrick, you go in first

Watch out. Take it easy.

where the concert hall is.

- [screams] - All these fireworks.

This is none or my

- [screams] Oh, you--get off.

Catering is a great way for you

- Hmm, you might be right.

[grunting, clarinet squeaking]

Wake up, little Squidward.

Patrick, Squidward won't wake up.

- Why, of course they're full of germs.

to suit up, me good lady.

- Hey, I wasn't born yesterday. That'll be three fares.

- Indubitably, madam. We are your high-class caterers.

- What the--? [inhales]

- I guess I never actually

- Come back here!

so I found some shiny stuff for garnish.

- I envy you common people.

I jump up and scream when you appear like that.

Krabinu: Grr! Grrr! Piglet: woah, woah, WOAH!!

[chanting together] Wake up, wake up,

Do I look like a piñata to you, boy?

You got caca in your pants, Shane!

all: SpongeBob SquarePants! - Ready?

Ding dong! bark bark bark bark bark bark! Bark bark bark bark! Are you sick, Levi? Chevy, shut up! I'm gonna kill Levi! (Shane slaps Chevy) Shut the fuck up!

- Oh, my, are you the high-class caterers

er, I--I mean, ma'am.

[both exclaiming]