Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

♪ Narf in, narf out, narf it all about ♪

‐ Suit yourself.

[gasping, groaning]

but you seem to have today flawlessly mapped out to the very millisecon‐‐

Oh no! 'Tis the civil war we've long feared!

♪ Brain, Brain, Brain, Brain ♪

how does zat make you feel?

‐ Of course, Pinky. Whatever you want.

and you go back to being the paint‐by‐numbers

‐ [gasp] Street beans! BRAIN: What?!

♪ One is a genius ♪

ironic '90s T‐shirts, and my blog critiquing the overuse

[sighs] Never mind.

‐ The same thing we do every night, Pinky.

For I am an absolute zero when it comes to being a friend.

but my real birthday present was getting to spend the day

‐ You know, I've always had a thing for bad boys.

You win! Just please don't draw me a bunch of extra arms!

‐ Hey, hey, hey, hey. No time for backstory, George Lucas.

‐ I abdicate!

that further bleeds dry the already endangered American imagination.

‐ Nope! ‐ And that concludes our lesson on lowbrow hack sitcom creation

with my best friend.

so it counts as your foreign language.

[breathes deeply]

Pinky, where are you going?

‐ Happy Narfday!

PINKY: I don't know, Brain!

Let us explain.

Surely, destroying your birthday present

and I find it here at a hipster swap meet!

‐ My birthday was last month.

Goodnight everybody!