Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, my God, that's so much better.
Damn, J-Ju, are those glossy, or are you just glowing?
Philip Frond. In every line.
The poo poo and the pee pee
I'm also trying to hit a high "D" in math,
and pick the winner.
I want to pee on it, too.
drawn on a Post-it Note.
Yours is about pee and poo and mine's about...
I mean, he gets a couple of shout-outs in it.
Oh, okay. I'll just, uh, reschedule some stuff.
Okay, too much pressure.
- ♪ Walking the halls, doing it all ♪ - Windmill!
to the faculty comedy jam last year.
♪ The only word I have so far is Wagstaff ♪
so I've been working on a little sing/talk number,
It's a privilege just to be in the room with so much dumb.
Um, hey, do you guys have a rhyme for "Wagstaff"
- Well, then, don't stay, Teddy. - No, no, no.
Sun's perfect. When Jimmy comes out, I'm gonna torch him.
And the pee pee and the poo poo
Never will be. Uh...
Well, till the sun moves. Like, a half hour.
She had chicken in her pockets.
and a soulful bridge?
Ow. Ow. Ow.
Like, who are your influences?
I don't know what you're trying to hit, but stop.
It's on my dad's "Getting Pumped Up for Date Night" mix.
How do we even do that? I mean, throw a blanket over her?
There was a three-minute standing ovation
The title is "Poo Poo, Pee Pee,"
I've never hit it before, but I'm gonna hit it.
when they finally scored. Coach Blevins cried.
Today I'm announcing a surprise forced retirement.
- Giving him the old hoop scoop. - No further questions.
- No, no, no, Ms. Labonz, not you. - Oh.
"Pee, pee, poo, poo."
You were our school's Baby Jessica.
♪ We hack them into pieces, and then we go to recess. ♪
You're competing against me?