Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It feels like my feet aren't even touching the ground...

Suddenly I had a home and a family.

Come on. Come on, come on.

- Somebody moved the floor. - Nice.

Because we're gonna go in here together,

My rhymes are merely said in fun. OK, I'm done.

Kicking butt and taking names, huh?

Wow, this is great!

Do you actually think you can stop me, runt?

There's no need to fear. Underwear is here.

I hope no one saw that.

I don't want to see.

- It's time to go change teams. - What are you doing?

Chapter three: roll over.

Yeah, hang out.

Well, it's demeaning. Give me the stick.

Then why are you doing this?

With a big filing cabinet marked "unsolved crimes. "

Excuse me. Why do you people have pantyhose on your heads?

It's Not Poop! It's Chocolate! Chocolate. See?

Jack, come on. I'm a cop.

Why, oh, why have you called for help?

You get him! Whoo!

I seriously need to work on my landing.

Already the flames of inspiration

Correct. I'm just going to learn manners left Correct. I'm just going to learn manners left

Catch the ball right in the web of the glove.

and you try and make things look as normal as possible in here.

of crime in our city.

There's no need to fear. Underdog is here.

Danny Phantom Mr. Potato Head

Cad's hit. Cad's hit.

The sewers lead into this drainage into the complex.

that shimmering coat.

- So, you're a cat burglar, huh? - Huh?

Like, "Up, up and away"

Uh, you're a superhero.

I'm... I'm sorry. I haven't seen him.

He's in trouble. The guy from the lab got him.

But that wasn't the worst of it.

Yeah, that was some night. I was homeless and hungry.

Sweet. We're going to get him. Come back here!

I'm going to guess you're one of the bad guys.

It's time to teach you some manners.

- Polly, help me! - Get off my trousers!

This place makes the pound look like the dog park.

You know, like a catch phrase.

I don't know what disappoints me more, the fact that you did it,

Wait, what is there no need to?

Mr. Mayor. Are you all right?

Excuse me. Do you only speak in rhyme?

That's why you're the chief.

- Not now. Police business. - I know...

We're getting ahead of ourselves.

There I was, a regular old dog again.

You know? Clandestine.

And just when I thought it couldn't get any worse,

Bark three times. Yeah, OK.