Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- My wife used to look like you. - Let's not get nasty, Professor.
Be cautious. They are a fierce people who refuse to make peace.
Although here they probably celebrate Martin Luther King Day.
Yeah, he fits in yourjeans real nice. Don'tyou, Ben?
My key stats: I.Q 140, nearsighted...
but you,re married to Professor Jordan Edelstein, Ph. D., and he fancies a dinner party.
- Hey, you should do a character too. - I don't know.
I was the first one to rhyme "Ooh, ungawa... with "powa....
You have now. It's been established.
Mr. Tether ball!
Just let me tend to my posies!
- I accept the challenge. - If we win...
God, you sound just like your mother.
I,m sorry, Steve, but I,m kind ofa crazy chick.
Areyou gonna let them get away with that?
- Never mind. - Way to go, champ!
I- I can't help myself. I,m terrible.
Congratulations. You just lost an arm.
What? Too broad or not broad enough?
These are mean streets we live on. Streetssoakedwithblood
we got a special request dedication from Skittles to Little Oprah.
We,re turning this hot, dusty wasteland into what it should,ve been all along: