Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Ah... time for the mornings meltsdowns.

In my case, it was verbal abuse.

Let's make the delivery.

Hey, Flatso, how do we get out of this two-bit dimension?

That one-eyed housewife called you out!

But to keep us there, I'd need to accelerate

Also, I'll send you a check for the parts I stole!

I understand I can still outdrive your saggy ass,

I suppose that could be an issue.

Hey, wait. If I'm backwards,

Next up, the Planet Expresses ship.

Nice to meet you!

Ah, perfect timing.

You forgot, on a Möbius strip, two laps is one lap.

On three. One...

but I guess everything worked out in the end.

I was taking a nap in the back seat.

Indeed, but we're about to crash into some sort of huge disk!

with entirely different laws of physics.

creating a friction-less wormhole.

Step off, you greasers!

I knew it. I knew he'd get us killed somehow.