Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha-

Now I'm not talking about the sandwich grinder...

Ach, he's so delusional. Well, I'm late for my pedicure.

That's it! I've cracked it!

I steal your bag ofholding, cut off your head with myvorpal blade...

It's like a prison, Except without the thrill of a daily cavity search.

And tonight, there's only one place he could be- the sci-fi convention.

Areyou kidding? He's only the contributing editor of Wizards andShut-lns magazine.

Wait. It's not raining.

Tell me! Ifyou ever loved me, you'll tell me that's what happened!

They all went on a mission and left me behind like- like I was... a geek!

Did i say thrill? I meant fear.

Braces? You've got to be kidding!

Want me to irish up that coffee for you?

Sun was in your eyes. Wind took that one.

What? No! No, that can't be!

Fellow dorks, this is the man who convinced Lucas...

Scott here is, uh, pretty good at the J um ble.