Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

A weird ghost guy is attacking and complimenting me.

Hope you got your beauty sleep.

Well, it's gonna take a while, so let me pull up this chair.

Mind? I don't mind at all.

No elf has ever returned, not even Returno.

Everybody, sit down. [chuckles]

And do you, Princess Tiabeanie, a single woman,

and your hair smells like butterscotch, but you're wrong!

Oh. Hi, I'm Elfo. And you are?

This religion is still in its early stages.

I can't help it. You deserve praise.

I'm supposed to be surrounded by people I like.

Candy? Are you a king?

You can't just kill every guy that kisses me.

See? It pushes all the mincemeat to the top of the pie.

Does no-one know NASCAR

Keep the champagne chilled.

I shall return before the last uncle passes out.

Well, good night, everybody. [grunts]

Back looks good. And just a cursory glance at the bottom tier.

the new heir to the throne of Bentwood, Prince Merkimer.

Silence! The delegation from Bentwood arrives any moment.

I had the dogs lick me clean twice.

And their son-slash-nephew,

All will be forgiven as long as you obey the Jolly Code.

What do you wish for, Elfo?

Better than bridesmaids. Better than mothers.

[stammers] I didn't mean for that. I'm so sorry.

Take off those common clothes and come down looking like a princess!

I just wanted to have a last bit of fun before the happiest day of my life.

and all of a sudden, she gave me a right hook,

Are you trying to say testicles?

I was forced into a wedding, and I wish I had my freedom to...