Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You says to me : the law says you must be married to prince ?

Ew! A plague rat!

so I left a magazine in the basket.

But watch out When beans come out down south

Mozart worked hard on his music.

Mom, everyone who ever lived is boring.

Come spring, they sought help from Native Americans.

Please let me win.

(CACKLES TO THE TUNE OF BEETHOVEN'S FIFTH SYMPHONY)

(REQUIEM PLAYING)

ME ON A LUCKY DAY AT WALMART

Books? books are for squares.

LEWIS: At last the Pacific Ocean.

But must we discuss my womb in front of the entire court?

History's like an amusement park,

Your Majesty, I know you want a son.

if only I had a son to enjoy this with.

and get us some sweet mermaid sex.

Her Majesty, Margarine of Aragon!

and I sang you the lullabies you wrote.

And we owe it all to you.

But I can't chop my wife's head off

Oh, they're like sheep. As the emperor goes, so do they.

who lived fast and died young?

I say trade in that lemon and get busy!

You know these... (GROANING) I'm dying!