Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I've made three friends. All bitten by the same spider.
Keeping the same routine.
Please hold.
Roving sex god.
Are you ready to bounce, boogie, shake it and do the twist?
How the hell are we gonna sell hash at a kids' concert?
Stress free.
Because "eat a papaya" does not rhyme with "join the choir."
Did you zip your bag shut?
Thank you for your patronage.
I'm calling in response to one of your posts.
Fine.
Keep looking.
- What do you guys sing about? - Animals.
We're gonna have to retrace our steps again.
a sometimes gooey, baked message of hope,
I like to lick the salt off a pretzel.
I'm a hero! I'm a hero!
I even got a neighborhood picked out.
Yeah. 'Cause the women in Denmark are Danish.
Yeah, you see, that... That is what I'm talking about.
Done.
This opening band sucks balls.
Nebraska.