Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- How far we've come. - Clem had this slogan...
T-T-T-T-Tude FM.
This is Clem Clements, coming at you with no plan and no BS.
- Maybe just return it. - Oh, boo.
Uh, yeah. Uh, we're-we're fans, and, um, we-we like Clem.
I'm Gene, the boy with the golden voice.
Come on, back in the truck. Is there any pie left?
- Is it worth the calories? - It sure looks good.
- Bye, radio man. - Clem, wait!
Oh, where's the station?
not some dumb list.
Loud enough to annoy trendy people trying to eat lunch?
But hey, you do what you got to do.
Don't you have a button for that?
I'm sorry, it's awful.
"Best Burgers on the Shore"? What a joke.
A little bit that I was gonna save for later,
they're cleared for takeoff on lane three.
They locked me out, which is fair.
Listen to your wife. We both love you very much.
some of my spoken-word poetry plays.
oh, my God, oh, my God, oh, my God, oh, my God.
Trendy stuff is just trendy. So what?
some of those sweet potato fries, Lin?
and we're just back to where we started.
- Uh-oh. - Time to move. - What should we do?
Okay, okay. Take it easy. It's just fries.
Whatever we're doing, let's make a decision. Storm's a-coming.
Hello?
Bob. I-I'm Bob.
No! They tricked me!