Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Unh, not the swear jar.
I've had this dream before.
Mr. Spritz Goes to Washington
Go up to Room 915 and ask for form 1790.
...because it disturbed local wildlife and their mating rituals.
I blather on for hours.
Dad, why don't you go to the airport authority and complain?
Excuse me. I think I can help.
Hmm?
San Francisco.
It makes my blood boil and my left arm feel numb.
This is not a Delta hub.
Hey, Krusty should run for Congress.
I swear to uphold and protect the Constitution of these United States.
I have a name.
Now, I'd like to make a motion. Woo!
"All Millard Fillmore Schools are now Ronald Reagans.
If I stop pedaling, I'll die.
...the pipes under my toilet don't lead nowhere.
And I will not be silent until...
And I'm on Pepto and Xanax.