Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

And old friend wants to say "hello".
Lainey would have to console him,
Wait, that's what this is? A shirt funeral? ¶ And don't it feel good?
I woke up like this.
¶ And I'm fly-fly, yeah, you know it, Lainey, baby
but together, we can join forces and destroy him!
Hurry!
Really think you should let us take you shopping, Schmoo.
¶ 'Cause I just can't wait (ALL GROAN, LAUGH)
That's my fortress of solitude.
What just happened?
¶ Now, baby, I'm sure ...But after two grueling hours
I can't believe the two of you
ALL: JTP?
before he turns himself in.
What about us. Us?
Unbelievable! You not only destroy my shirt,
Which spells "Mom".
¶ Whoa-oa-oh ...But I'm glad I still have them.
(SIGHS)
It's pathetic.
Blame yourself, narc.
You need to grow up, and fast,
only a laundry-based mystery,
It's not my fault.
After examining all our clues,
(MIMICS STATIC) Copy?
You know, to the treehouse!
our evidence leads us to this spot.
(SCOFFS) Or me.
I got to find the truth!
No! You can't just destroy a piece of our childhood.
It's picture day for the yearbook.
No, no, no, no, no!
You sure about this?
Big Orange was better to me than either of you ever were.