Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Your words melt like butter in my brain.
and I buried it 6,000 miles beneath the Earth's crust.
Uh...yeah, I guess... if you think he'd like that.
Good-bye, sweet Chocki. I shan't forget you.
Maybe it's just a fancy word for chum.
Okay. Here I go.
I need something to drink fast. Come on! Come on. Come on.
There goes your little buddy Nathanial, Chocki!
these pipes are cleeeeeean!!!
- Six. - Six.
Look at this.
and blossom into manhood.
Where are you going?
Who am I kidding?
Would you... Lady!
I'm to take over the family-run hotel chain in beautiful sun-drenched Hawaii.
Funny you should mention screwups,
Donkeys are on sale today through Thursday and be sure to visit our linen department...
Holy Christ in a dump truck!
These pipes… …are clean!
You know what I'm sayin'? Try, the London Broil. Yeah.
The simplest and most popular way to tip... a hat...
- And stink. - Right.
Okay, great. Well, good job, old boy.
Oh, I'm sorry,. I was just thinking how much fun it is to roast pumpkin seeds.
Ah, purple lightning. That's always a good sign.
For some reason, when you say it, I actually like it.
We'll drop our nets at daybreak...
- How ya doin'? - Very well. Thank you.
"Gadinga pachinga castinga." That means "I kissed a girl."
- I think I'll turn in. Keep it steady, whatever works for you. - Okeydokey.
Sweet Henry. She's got more whiskers than a laid-off circus clown.
Paps, I think you can go ahead and run downstairs and play now if you like.
Mr. Mythology Whiz, what the hell is that?
So, things are settling down... which is good.
These pipes... are multi-layered
Oh, forget it. This is a waste of time.
- Excuse me, miss, uh... - Have mercy
W.L.S. aka fancy boy
If we don't make it to that island, we're all gonna end up on the bottom.
That don't sound like Kenny. He's dumb but he don't take a leak before tellin' me.
Yeah.
- They're yours if you get me to Hawaii. - Yeah?
So, Skunk, what do you think? We got enough ocean behind us?
watcher of the equator?
What th...
- a show for the fellas. - So this is what you guys do for fun?
I hate this.
Now sic him! Come on, sic him!
I'm so proud of you, Nathanial.
Not that slow, imbecile. Speed up!
Watch it. Watch...
Hey, how 'bout one that spits tobacco?
Six?
What do you think you're doing?
If my poor daddy doesn't hear from me soon, there's no telling what he might do.
Listen here, boy. You got us groin-deep in trouble...
- Send us a postcard, Daisy. - Bon voyages.
As a fancy lad, respecting those around you is both your duty and your obligation.
You are now officially a fancy lad.