Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Look. This stack of cards has my name on it.

You guys helping me remember my stupid poem.

Clooney, what are you up to?

I want you to pet the toilet.

Wolf, you can't get mad if I kiss that rock.

We can do what the Halvorsons do.

"The birds' beaks peak and screech, beseeching..."

- Did you want to say something, Moon? - Yes.

He's not in his room.

But wait, there's still one thing I can't figure out.

WOLF He's not in his room.

"Horseman's corset."

that says we should head for that ridge over there.

- I did it. - Nope. Stay.

I have to memorize this poem from the 14th century by Monday.

- That's right. - Moon, you caught up already?

Huh. Where's breakfast? And where's Dad?

you must recite the poem

Ooh! I guess by pulling this.

- Let the discomfort sink in.

I hate this so much.

You guys weren't kidding-- those Halvorsons really do hack.

So I am going to fix it.

Guys, I think I'm gonna go ahead and say my swear now.

♪ Oh, the Great North ♪

"But the twist is, I'm taking his sight,

You wish I'd drop out.

I guess I've grown a lot since Dad bought these.

- She really is. - Well, we're all so excited for you and Honeybee

instead, you fix my toilet, and I peer over your shoulder

♪ So many Tobins in your face! ♪

Well, you guys picked

We're supposed to hold the raft together.

- your face on your fears. - I don't think that's what they mean.