Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

That means fart, right?
-Hiya! I'm Val Little. -Thalia Flint.
No, no, no, it's fine.
-Teeny tiny "whoo"? -ALEXANDER: Big guy with big horns.
Uh, no. Wait. You don't need to do this.
I'm sorry to say, that was your last audition.
I give it the old Fritzerelli touch.
ALL: (CHANTING) M-I-F-T!
Oh, you've heard it. Oh, okay.
So, today I wanna say, I'm proud, too.
If I don't have it, Roze'll have my...
last year, about a thing called child labor law.
But she's got more eyes where those came from.
If you don't mind signing my contract
'cause I didn't bring mine.
Oh, sorry! Box, box, box.
This morning, I thought spending the day with MIFT
Yes, two jokesters performing together as a single act,
Uh, say, did you hear the one about the invisible kid in the doctor's office?
My name is Oscar, not child.
You know, you make a pretty good MIFTer.
(GASPS) Right. You totally get me.
You see that? In ten minutes, that's gonna be me.
-(GIGGLES) -OSCAR: Woah!
Do you want musical accompaniment? It's better with music.
-I gotta get back to the funny business. -Let me check.
Woah!
-(CHUCKLES) -OSCAR: Woah!
Yeah, Flint. Thalia's so much like her mom.
Why don't we start with the "whoo" and work our way to the "hoo"?
-(THALIA SCREAMS) -(GRUNTING) Uh...
Controls? I'm not a MIFTer.
...while the goofball is nothing but a silly sap head
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