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The wife part in our big TV spectacular, The Frogmouth.
I got an idea.
Come on, Wilma, wake up. Somebody get a glass of water.
Okay, Charlie, you got an hour to fill in. Keep those balls bouncing.
- Barney? - Yeah?
Be sure and have that spotlight on me all the time.
Hollyrock, here we come.
You can't have heads. I always take heads.
I was all tight. Now I'm all loosened up.
We have to cut the ending, but I don't mind.
We figured out some pretty good slogans together.
"Mother McGuire's meatballs don't bounce. "
Every line you speak, every lift of your eyebrow, they'll be rooting for you.
And aren't we lucky our prize included a trip through the studio?
- Good night, Wilma. Have a nice trip. - Good night, Fred.
How do you like my new fur coat?
How do you feel, Fred? Are you nervous?
And that's what you need as the wife of the Frogmouth.
- Leave a note for the milkman, Wilma. - Fred, listen to me.
Lucky for us we're friends of the stars. We can watch it from backstage.
That looks pretty good, Barney.