Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- ZEKE: Let's move! - TAMMY: Ugh. Can we rescue someone else?

Yeah, well, now, you have jaundice.

KIDS: ♪ Who's that knockin' on my hole? ♪

And you probably never climbed Mount Windygap by yourself.

Huh, where's that darn trail?

- Look up, Teddy. - Oh. You're up there.

There has to be a place that's, like,

- Sure. - Thanks. We don't speak wind.

and you get tossy with the hatchet.

So say good-bye to Fluffy-Butt, 'cause it's the last time

to make you feel the way you want to feel.

You can pretty much see that I'm not joking.

(sighs) Do we have to do this? Can't we just move or something?

Ooh! Is it someone famous?

Wait, you're scared?

What's taking you so long?

- (sighs): Yeah. - Letting Go...

- Yeah. - What's up with that?

I-I don't have a recording of everything I've said!

♪ Oh, yeah. ♪

Your teachers are gonna be there, teaching.

That's because I was throwing a hatchet.

LINDA: Teddy! We're up here, Teddy.

BOB: Oh, my God.

And how has this not replaced golf?

I know. I got excited. I almost believed me.

Ranger Carl. Or Mr. Tweezers, yeah.

Yep. Where's Tina?

Wait, what? What?

That's Tina speaking. Don't listen to her, Teagle.

Why do I have to explain this to you?

Actually, I don't know how you look,

I was supposed to level up, when-when we did

Huh. I thought the only way

- Fluffy-Butt. - Fluffy-Butt?

- Even if it did, I don't mind it. - (high-pitched): Fluffy-Butt.

Yep, old Mount Windygap, so gappy, so windy.

If you get a splinter, also a job for Mr. Tweezers.