Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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Thanks to Bueno for the pictures. How'd you sneak that camera in?
Mom, Dad, there's something I have to do.
Our working theory is that the lightning exploded her.
Don't touch it! They can clone her from the spit.
All right, cow boy.
which, every year, steps on several lizards.
I like your attitude. Take what you need.
- Don't worry, honey. They're just firing beanbags. - Ow!
Jesse?
Not for a Phish concert, not even for Burning Man.
"Dear Lisa, you rock.
# To sea ##
The mayor had a secret tree auction last night.
I got my ways.
I've had worse.
# When lightning struck it #
I'd like to visit a prisoner.
Sold to the rich Texan.
They made you a shrine.
Oh, it's so decomposed.
Five, four, three, two, one.
There you go, little fish. Ohh.