Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yeah, we're here all right, the prom.
you ain't gonna catch any souped-up jobs.
No, no, I'm fine.
They always try and spike it, Marion.
if they'd charged admission to the broom closet.
I see Mr. C. Is dancing with Grandma Frawley, huh?
because I'm not opening that door for anyone.
I was thinking about trying to get back together with her for the prom.
I don't read the bulletin board every day.
Police,
And now, without much further ado, the event you've all been waiting for.
Hey, Arlene, since you don't have a date, wanna dance?
- Did the corsages get here yet? - Not yet.
- Hi. - Howard, put on your halo.
Come on. Everything to you is such a big event.
Okay, throw that dust over there. Keep it going, keep it going.
Oh, I know what you mean.
fire, hospital.
Oh, Howard, that was sweet of you
- I just gave her a lift, all right? - Gotcha.
I see you two are going steady again.
Welcome to Jefferson High's Teen Angel Prom.