Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Literally. I- I live right under the roof, and I hate it.
Trust me. A little rain won't hurt,em.
- Roger, you spit in his face. - I don't think so.
Francine, it's time you learned the truth.
FIRST OFF YOU'RE GROUNDED 3 weeks WITH NO TV NO VIDEO GAMES NO COMPUTER AND NO BLUES CLUE'S.
Need something to calm my nerves. Need something to calm Perhaps some step-sibling porn on the ol' kitchen desktop.
Yeah. And then the rapist spends eight pages...
Well, slop me up a bit of coincidence.
My name is not Klaus. It's Professor Max Hammer.
- Beauregard! - Look at you two poor things out here in the cold.
Hello, New York.
- How gauche. - Oh, yes.
They found me. Francine, get on the counter. Now!
All he has is the shirt on his back and the $1,600 I gave him to pay this quarter's kid tax.
Forget your crazy dream of popping corn above sea level.
It's about a guy who gets thrown into a jail cell...
Ooh! Scary.
Wow! That is some nasty porn!
Which means no Phineas and Ferb! No Chowder! No Magical DoReMi! No Antz! No Bambi! And no Wonder Park!
Oh that’s unsettling