Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

♪ What if we could be snuggled often ♪

Home of the brave. Bob puts the camcorder down. And everyone sits down and applauds.

What will I do without you?

And everyone was dancing on the ceiling,

They don't want speaking roles.

Boddy, come back!

Listen, I don't like the way you're treating my boy.

Nothing. Go on.

LINDA: Oh, that Yango and Yongo.

Game over, man. Game over.

I'm throwing this across the universe.

I mean, a bunch of kids stayed late to do it.

It was... it was...

Make it real quick.

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Okay, I'll be more rude.

What are these things? Space tulips?

My beautiful knee!

(thunder crashes)

But Gene's got that "Let me go next" face.

Everyone's upside-down. The blood's rushing to my head.

♪ Sometimes I feel really under-snuggled ♪

(rubber bands bouncing)

I don't think we should be touching.

What's wrong with rubber bands?

Oh beautiful, for spacious skies. For amber waves of grain. For purple mountain majesties, above the fruited plain. Bob rewinds the camcorder, or at least tries to.

(deep, wheezing breath)

I’m So Sorry Kenja

Me, too. But, uh, what happens again?

I can't find anything.

But the idea was, we switched bodies.

And bright stars, through the perilous fight. Perilous fight. Agh!

Broad stripes. Bob continues to find a place to plug in the camcorder, but can’t see because of the standing crowd.

LOUISE: They faced off, face-to-face.

We don't have to tell it exactly as it happened.