Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Only a couple of feet separate us from the vault,

Madam, we must have waffles. We must all have waffles forthwith.

Let it shine Ooh

Madam, or rather, mesdames,

But, to me, there are other good books as well,

- Good news! Good news! - Pickles! Go get him!

I am currently on sabbatical from the institution where I teach,

The door itself is of redoubtable Pittsburgh steel,

The General will follow when he manages to recover the severed digit,

I know I've got religion and I ain't ashamed to let

I'm goin' home to live with God

Angels up heaven done wrote my name

With the Freedom Riders,

- Oh, would you like a hot cross bun? - No, just an explanation.

- Somebody was in here, ma'am? - Yeah, with me and Othar,

I wasn't born here, you know, I'm from Scranton, Pennsylvania,

have decreed that no gaming establishment shall be erected

Can't stop shittin', Can't stop talkin' about shittin',

so that local black folk could have their civil liberties,

It is of the nature of the situation we would all prefer to be excused,

It's like that dude whose wife cut his dick off, threw it on the freeway?

We perform on the instruments for which the music was originally composed,

I don't want to hear a single one of them stories, OK?

- No, no, madam, I must strenuously, - I'm sorry, it's just plain wrong,

Madam, we are not musicians of the late Renaissance,

If I may offer a riddle

that golden calf, that earthly trash on that garbage island,

Garth, can you run us through the game plan for what remains of our tunnel?

Madam, we must have snoopy pumpkins, We must all have snoopy pumpkins forthwith

Well, I just thought maybe you'd like to see,

Let your light from the lighthouse shine on

who suffers from astigmia, strabismus and a general curdling of the vitreous jelly,

You up the river without a paddle in a lot of trouble

Blood! Blood, Professor, blood! Blood, blood, blood!

Troubles of this world

- Coach, I, - Yes, Lump?

Home to live with God Oh,

Come, come, Here, kitty, Here, kitty,

- Well, that is a shame, - Indeed,

in search of others,

Get your fingers out my man's nose!

The only question is who wields the weapon?

Thy hyacinth hair, thy classic face,

Sure, Easiest thing in the world, I can whip up a little mortar in a snow saucer,

It's authentic, Strapped on, of course, so it can't fall off,

Uh, many of our pieces were commissioned by the Holy See,

Well, that's exactly the kind of attitude we're fighting,

Cut it himself and burned his holes,

That is its function,

No, Mama! Please, Mama! I love you!

- Mackatee's eldest, - Oh, yeah,

You've got to let it shine Whoo!

I mean, Gudge, it was more than an ass, it was literature,

There'll be no more weepin' and wailin'

perhaps upon my return we shall be prepared to explode

May I inquire, do you have a root cellar?

after entering the casino vault and returning to the root cellar,

and normally those needs gotta do with women with big asses,

I remember my father sayin' to me -

Mountain Girl could outsource the manacles,

No more weepin' and wailin'

that the General here violated the cardinal rule of this house

Episcopalian, Back in the '60s, we had a Jew come in!

Oh, come on, You shouldn't be usin' the men's room now!

And they let Pickles out!

Oh, they list my name in the newsletter every issue,

- I'll wipe his ass and everything, Mama, - What you doin'?

Let your light from the lighthouse shine on me

You, Lump, are the goon, the hooligan, the dumb brute,

'cause Mr, Gudge checks everything,

- In the new day - Shine on

- Oh, - And you?

- Now I want to know what's goin' on, - Oh, indeed, indeed,

Don't give up on me, Otto! Mountain, I need two live leads!

I said get outta here, You're fired,

Shine on Oh, let it shine on

Gentlemen, this is the Bandit Queen, Gambling den, Cash cow,

I'm goin' home to live with God