Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

We are here to inaugurate this mobile medical unit.
I've just got the donkey.
Plays "Pop Goes the Weasel" 40 million time --
She was two weeks away from an Adam's apple.
And Rhythm Field fell off a truck, so there may not be enough.
It's the kind of smell that overpowers all other smells.
Then I have work. So maybe later on this afternoon?
Just slap them all together, take out your big knife --
Okay, everybody check their supply bag.
Medium, large, large, small, petite.
We're gonna do some remodeling around here.
She was my masterpiece. Six months of injections...
Yep.