Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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WEIRD KIDS IN TOWN BE LIKE

About five to 10 years if we're caught.

Now, who can be bothering us now, in our moment of shame?

By the time these cops thaw out, we'll be halfway to the moon.

Attaboy, Astro.

Hey, what are you doing down there?

How much will I get for my part?

Gee, mister, thanks, but I'm not sure I can.

Full of cops and robbers.

That's them, sergeant.

Hey, Janey, where are my shoes?

Hi, Mom. Bye, Mom.

Now, I know you want to give us a reward.

Oh, yeah? Don't you move.

Now, now, Elroy. Come down.

Hey! Look out, Fred!

- Elroy? - He's gone.

Mugsy Megaton? Oh, gee. I'll keep a lookout for him.

It's just a kid and his dog.

Now, who's the criminaI?

And here he is, George Jetson, the hero of the day.

Sort of a cross between piss yellow and puke green, ain't it?

When my father hears this report tape...

Okay, Chuckles.