Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Thanks to denial I'm immortal
(Train whistle blows)
Okay... ah.
That's a calculator. I ate it to gain its power.
I also would have accepted a bribe.
Alas, no.
thanks to denial, I'm a capitalist
Rachel
Looks like a half-eaten cheese diaper.
I'm all for a good beating, but you'll never find him.
Hot diggity.
But five's the one we want!
Company, attack!
So you decided to call on a Saturday...
See?
Let's pick up the pace, people.
but the assigned bureaucrat log in.
Okay.
and you only get so many millions of years on this Earth.
faceless bean-counters who blend into the woodwork.
Hey, Mr. Perfect,
I shall rip out your heart and show it to you.