Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Heh, wish I had your life, sleeping all day.
It qualifies you as a boy genius. #get a LIfe YA #DUMB STUPID IDIODIC MORONIC PSHCO
The kid's really hurt. Let him go.
Night of the Zoo-pocalypse!
He's got it all.
If you want to keep your testicles healthy, remember these three words:
I'm apparently doing a drive-by mission for the yardies over here.
you know when you're eating peanuts...
You can tell me! I'm hip!
They're mammals!
Let the girlfriend go! It's me you want.
Monarch, we have transmission from the Venture compound.
Don't forget the huge head.
dr. girlfriend
What is wrong with you?
I thought you might need some cheering up!
Brock is totally wailing on you guys.
I blame myself.
- Did not! - Did too!
Hey, can I have your pudding?
I'm apparently doing a drive-by mission for the yardies over here.
Party's over, Monarch.
High five!
Grover Cleveland's presidential time machine for me.
Did you lift anything heavy?
I thought you might need some cheering up!
You two haven't been experimenting with inappropriate touching?
Billy is more of a neurogeneticist.
I never even met my Mom.
I'm about to kill all of you anyway.
Like a speech impediment and growth hormone deficiency...
Oh, this? This is... jelly.
This isn't freeze tag. You can't do that!
The bad news is that you have a condition...
I mean, where am I gonna go?
You were all, "Oh, Daddy, you're my Daddy!"
Uh... nope.
They're your pubic hairs.
Now drop those pants, mister.
Oh, sweet mercy!
Then suddenly something cuts number Forty-Three's tendon.
I am your real father!
Well, what happens if we wait?
I am your real father!
Were you rough-housing with your brother?
and they never took their foot away!
My guess is that in a couple of hours...
What's going on?
Man, this is the coolest book ever.
Take your time, Monarch.
The boy's with me now.
I, too, am anxious to see you severely mangled...
Oh, this? This is... jelly.
Just look at you schmucks!
We're standing here talking, right?
And shut up. This isn't a quiz.
No way. No way! That's not true!
Very well, Dr. Venture.
The dreaded candiru, a naughty little fish...
Testicular torsion isn't just something on TV.
So let's cut the monkey business.
Now, where was I? Right.
Like a speech impediment and growth hormone deficiency...
Oh, there's nothing you could have done.
It's time I shut down this little tree fort of yours.
What is wrong with you?
The location of my flying cocoon is highly secretive.
Hey!
I hooked you up with the complete package...
No way! He's not gonna operate on me!
You understand me?
I don't think I'm the one in danger here.
We fly by radar alone.
Can you get me a Fresca?
No way!