Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

So where's your lady tortoise, Hubert?
We're all pieces. Then it's a date.
And the tortoise?
Oh, what do you want? I'm 150 years old.
Narrator: And so concludes our exploration of planet earth.
No!
Let's just do what comes naturally.
Coho, what have we here?
eat parasites off the tortoise's skin,
I snuck past and surprised my sweetie
the sneaky male makes his move.
Plop those roundies.
So soon?!
When we're in charge, we'll treat females with respect,
The beachmaster'll kill you if he finds out!
I'm going to crack that hussy open
brought to you by mutual of omicron...
You... you made it!
What about the moaning?
Oh my, yes.
...or other reasons.
All right.
All: Mama!