Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I can't. I have to keep an eye on Mom
Shall we say about 7:58? Precisely?
Now, watch, Kif, as I score a diplomatic coupe
and like the fairy tale of face mutant and butt mutant,
He's in space all the time.
Darling will I marry you?
Now, Admiral, in exchange for your promise not to attack us,
Mom is. . .
Right. You're right.
What do we do? Who do we blame?
I gave you an order.
In the meantime, enjoy the comic stylings of Nixon and Agnew.
Just the right amount. You'll make a lovely bride.
I'm not giving up the love of my life without a fight.
I was going to surf the world's sewers,
You can teach them how to surf,
on the wing and pretend you're a gremlin?
I still have no idea.
Hey, guys. Welcome to my parents' 40th anniversary party.
Don't worry. I'm only going to stay with you