Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yeah! What if we go on one of those dating sites?
- What? - What?
Was her big fantasy.
(mumbling continuing)
So, wait, Tina is hanging out with a goose?
Okay. All done. Time for school.
And Zombie Jimmy Jr. Asks me to dance.
and be my date to the dance?
Oh, God, oh, no. I'll be right back.
and he was a goose.
Hi, Tina. I just want to say,
-Can you grab some more from downstairs? -In a minute, Bob.
And then I fall but catch myself
for an undead guy, huh?
- My butt! - Your butt.
Um... no. I-I'm not going to the dance.
'Cause you're all up in my business.
- Oh, no. Bob, maybe you're right. - Don't eat here. Don't eat here!
♪ Bah-bah-bah, bah-bah-bah-bah Bruce ♪
Hahaha
- not act like Gretchen. - Don't eat here!
Oh, she's at dance committee. Her theme got picked.
If you have to ask, then you don't get it.
I'm never gonna find a date by this weekend.
Well, someone needs to clean it.
-W... Uh, well... -If my glasses fog up, don't be alarmed.
I'm taking my mom to see Digereedudes,
Tina, the dance committee meeting is starting soon.
Did you change your mind, Tina?
but I got it back on track.
Fine. Whatever. I don't care.
Tina's not talking to you because you didn't ask her
Oh, no. It's biting him more than before.
I like that weird duck over there.
- Gene. - What's happening to Tina?
Yeah, yeah, no, no, I heard, I heard.
Don't remind me. I can still taste it.
Guess I wasn't sad and desperate enough.
- Bruce! You're okay! - (honks)