Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, my God, it is.
- What are you waiting for? - Hurry.
Hey, don't worry. Your secret is safe with me.
I am one bad Bad Larry.
Madonna, circa 1986. I'm in Madonna, circa 1986.
I took credit for the kill, but since then, I've never been able to do the deed.
Wow. That bums me out.
I'm throwing empties at your head.
- I don't know. I'm trying to play a hand. - Hey, Smith, mazel tov on the kill today.
How long will he be dead?
Now, according to the laws of Zargon...
Wow. That Bums Me out
I would very much like to come in. I would like to be in your home.
Oh, good, you're here. Come on in.
#α #ω #ύ #ε
ANOTHER ONE BITES THE DUST
I'm tired. I have a headache. I have a lot of work to do.
Roger, they can never find out the truth. They'd be devastated.
You don't even realize it's happening...
(Lily Loud throws a temper tantrum like, screaming, raging, and crying)
- My blueberries. - Look at yourself.
Still nervous, you get naked.
- Freeze, dirtbag. - Dad.
Sorry, folks. Spilled my beer. Sorry.