Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[scatting continues]

Ooh! Pardon me, Your Majesty.

Little trivia. One of these races is how Old Man Touchy lost his eyes.

Believe me, I know how that feels.

You dread even closing your eyes, right?

And then you filled the pit with boulders.

it smells like rotting flesh and candy corn.

-Can it. I-- -All right, that was Elfo, everybody.

You ought to have a field day, Odval.

[footsteps approaching]

I was having a nightmare. [burps]

♪ The things you hide While you're wide awake ♪

This has been my best and only complete performance ever.

Yeah, see you later, Pops! [chuckling]

-How's it hanging, gentlemen? -[grunts]

Okay, that's pretty racist.

We're going back under the castle.

but if I was you, I wouldn't trust Bean no more.

Ah, your brother Yøg may become king of Dreamland,

[opening theme music playing]

Let's skip ahead to your puberty. That's where the good stuff starts.

It's not even noon.

I'll tell you what, Dad, why don't you take the helm today?

[Cloyd] Yoohoo, Freckles?

[thunder clapping]

Hell, I'll do better than that.