Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

For 15 years...

- Conspiracy theories now? - Why not?

Anyway, I go over to her house one night...

Over half a dozen crack memes were reunited with their natural mothers

John, Vish Macker!

Any idea who's writing the family gossip column?

My nephew's right.

Oh hi, Ralph, one sec.

He's got fucking nerve damage on his left side.

What happened to the fruit salad?

l took John to dinner last night.

I was fucking around. For Christ's sakes!

Again with the gooning

- What? - What's wrong?

Silvio, you tell her, she can't wear fancy shoes and no dance, come on.

- What, like an accident? - Accident, stickup.

I love Ginny, I would never say anything like that.

I want you to sanction a hit on u/mark_Cuban-cigars

So either name a price, or get the fuck over it

What'd he do? He's a cunt

I got nothing to say.

Oh, hi Ralphie!

- Come on, Dad, dance with me. - No, thanks.

- Who's on the wire now? - lt's John, Corrado.

- But I have to go to the bathroom. - Just stay put.

What if Vesuvio's bugged and the fucking feds told Johnny?

- Get in good with New York somehow. - Loose lips sink ships.

So, you're apologizing?

this guy is more creative than spielberg

My day, John was right.

If you want, I'll demand he's taxed.

Low-fat whipped cream.

He made a crack about Ginny's weight.

Let me buy you a drink.

So either start a new trend or get the f**k over it

The implication was her ass so big that she could have a mole that size removed from it

But not protect one of my own captains?

Yeah again with the gooning. So either stroke your peen or get the fuck over it.

A man wouldn't be expected to stand for such a remark.

Go on into the lobby. I'll meet you inside.

"Well, Some People Thrive On Solitude."

Where's Richard in all this anyway?

no more ai voices

Right, the zoning.

Is nothing sacred anymore

Tommy Tune over there.

you were the voice of reason.

With Johnny out, Carmine's gonna put his son in there.

It makes me very sad.