Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

A cloud of swarming locusts.
Oh, yes. Of course.
And what's his name?
I, zorak!
Sea witch.
Or was thatlethal passions?
Lights, pony rides, cotton candy, lobster boy.
Starting over.
Space ghost.
If you read romance novels... and who doesn't... the face of my first guest
I become the princess, the saloon girl, the... cave woman.
Greetings, jerky boys.
Those masks are frightening.
- Punch. - Punch.
Hmm.
* Uh oh
Thanks, Johnny!