Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

At the grocery store in the toilet paper aisle.

- Linda. - Yeah, uh, yeah, kids,

Something different. It's a familiar smell

Nice. No one will ever catch on.

- Hey! - She's been wearing "essential oils."

Nothing. It's fine. You're welcome.

Oh! You had me at hors d'oeuvres, wine and oils.

Have you never moved a mattress before?

They're-they're pretty terrific.

You bet your ass.

- What is that? - It's a yin-yang.

- we're supposed to be doing right now. - ... now you're smooth face.

What? What? My tattoo?

I couldn't sell any of it.

People are drawn to you.

I guess she could sell all of our belongings and our clothes,

Ladies, please! You both really messed up tonight.

Oh, no thanks, Mr. Huggins.

I think everywhere I lived

♪ Hey, An-An-An ♪

Okay. See you later. Bye, guys.

A big oily weight that no one wants to buy.

You're in so much terrible danger.

- Linda smells great. I'm Teddy. - Easy, Teddy, easy.

but you've got more oil than a Beverly Hillbilly.

Yeah, I should probably make his back skin into a purse again.

I have drawn replacement pieces

- And the robe is sexy. - Thank you.

I call him Ringo because he had Ringworm

and I am so weak.

Nng, nng, nng, nng, nng, nng, nng, nng. Ah.