Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I was even was a professional cheerleader for a while.
We have a new Yell King!
I know who's gonna win.
Those are our semi-erotic robotics, and Melvin Laird stole them!
Gene's not my favorite anymore!
No. It's something I picked up at the thrift store.
Damn you, Monica!
I'm getting pinned!
Uh, show her what? Well, sometimes
You got spirit on your team!
And she says "Yes." No.
Give up? It was me!
robots from a different year in the future, right?
I mopped up your spit, I rinsed out your towels,
Well, someone did! All I know is it wasn't Zeke!
Why would I overreact?
Tell her I'm sorry.
to the state cheer association.
Let's go, ignite, the Wagstaff team is dynamite.
Well, looks like you've worked it out.
Come on, what cheer you gonna do for the tryout?
That's gr-reat!
I've been pumping him full of sport drink just so he would leave!
No!
Wait, you're coming, too?
Oh, and, Gene, here's your lunch, honey.
Cheer fire!
That's not cheering, that's scatting.
You want to go out Friday?
I'll never quit, or keep in touch!
All right, keep your shorts on, Short Circuit.
Good job, Todd.
Well, I-I got to be going.
What?
Gene's the Belcher we should get on the squad.
In royal blue. With a picture of a Viking.
I even like your haircut, but, hey, where is the bowl?
Well, my life turned out great, too!
Um, it revolves at a speed that's designed