Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

OH, SURE. POSITIVE.
COME HERE, BOBBY! I DON'T WANT...
YEAH. YOUR UNRULY HAIR.
IT'S A JOKE.
THAT'S EVEN A BETTER IDEA.
I'M TOO YOUNG TO MESS WITH GIRLS.
YEAH, AND IT'S ALSO MY LAST DAY.
I'M NOT DOING HOMEWORK.
LOOK, WAIT HERE. I'LL SEE IF I CAN GET 'EM TO DO IT IN PRIVATE, OK?
FOR $1 EACH.
BOBBY!
THE SIGN SAYS "NO PEDDLERS NOR AGENTS."
WELL, CHEER UP. YOU'LL SELL SOME.
I GOTTA LOOK MY BEST FOR GRADUATION.
WELL, WHAT AM I GONNA DO ABOUT MY HAIR?
SOME SORT OF SHADY OUTFIT.
BOY, AM I A LOSER.
THAT'S QUITE A PROBLEM.
WELL, UM...
YOU'RE GONNA RAISE RABBITS?
FROM DIAMOND JIM TO BANKRUPT BOBBY.
HEY, PETER, YOU COULD USE A BOTTLE, TOO, HUH?
HOW MUCH IS NOT MUCH?
UH, GREG, YOU'RE ACTING VERY STRANGE.
NOW BYE.
OH, OK.
YEAH, BUT WHAT AM I GOING TO DO WITH ORANGE RABBITS?
WHAT ABOUT YOUR 2 SISTERS?
GOING INTO BUSINESS.
Box is packed... Rob's off, folks!
HEY, DO YOU KNOW YOUR HAIR'S ORANGE?
MR. KIRBY SAID JULIET CAN'T HAVE BABIES.
SEE YOU LATER.
THIS JUNK.
WELL, UM, ROMEOS DON'T HAVE BABIES.
THANKS.
WELL, AFTER ALL, IT'S ONLY YOUR FIRST DAY.
I KNOW!