Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm sure that's half the appeal.

(whispering) Damn it.

I don't know who made that ice cream,

- I don't know how you do it all. - Love you!

(sighs) This is mortifying.

I said I would switch with you at dessert.

I was overhearing you guys-- Good Lord, it's like a game of princess telephone.

(crying) Maybe this is why nobody wants us around.

We couldn't help overhearing you talking about you overhearing you overhearing you.

You knew the rules when you married a drummer. (imitates rimshot)

The minute that kid falls asleep, that plane goes Amelia Earhart.

leaving her a scant eight minutes at school pick-up time

Nah, I can't enjoy that. I keep thinking about that girl's father.

Where is our table? There are no more tables.

why is almost everyone here treating us like pariahs?

- What's up, Luke? - Computer glitch. Screen's frozen.

Even if all 14 traffic lights on her route were green, this task would be--

I have to make a lasagna for Luke's team dinner. I can't miss that meeting.

Might as well. Come on, Lily. Let's go dance.

Or I forgot to meet the electrician today

I have never seen anyone so mad.

now I am going to go take a little walk.