Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

or the larger world outside of my living room couch,
♪ Traveling on a spaceship ♪
♪ I don't think I'm gonna last ♪
Oh, that damn video game.
Yeah, Todd really rose to the occasion, didn't he?
Marco Polo squinted in the bright desert sun. He saw only sand in all directions. Still, he felt nervous. His fellow travelers told him that the bandit Nogodar often rode through this area. “Does Nogodar really have ten thousand horsemen?” Marco asked. “Oh, yes,” a friend answered. “And if he captures you, he will surely kill you or sell you as a slave.”
to everyone that you shouldn't be with Mr. Peanutbutter.
to be a Zelda but you're so obviously a Zoe.
Okay, here we go. Song time.
It's an irredeemable jumble of shit.
You're about to have a hit rock opera on your hands.
I-I don't understand. Oh, my God, are you dying?
Todd, this is a bad idea!
Oh, you like that.
- Just great, and also good. - Mm-hmm.
- might be a big anthem that... - Whoa, whoa, whoa, buddy, buddy,
- You like daddy's good stuff? - Not especially.
What's that old expression?