Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-Don't yell, Father. -I just can't anymore.

-[crunching and clattering] - ♪ That I'm more horse than a man ♪

They got this new thing now, it's called being a passenger.

-So what was all this for? -I don't know.

Heh! You're telling me! Tamera and Tamara are the worst.

[sobbing, sighs]

♪ 'Cause there ain't no one For to give you no pain ♪

[sighs, mutters]

Yeah, well, there isn't any more of us.

-[whirring] -Do you even know how to... anything?

-[clattering] - ♪ It's been so long ♪

♪ And the sky with no clouds ♪

♪ We were lost Now we're found ♪

-And you held her hand. -Did you cry?

And that broken door is the cherry on the top of the shit sandwich.

All right, folks, this is for posterity,

♪ And I'm trying to hold on to my past ♪

That was the reaction I was going for.

Hey, did you fix my door?

What Did They Do To You? [Sobs] -Oh, Hush.

I'll fight better if I know Blinky's safe with you.

-[squeaking] -[gasps]

-No! We are both equally not fat. -Right.

[laughs] All right! Ow!

Don't make me go back to that quiet house, please.

Oh, God. No, no, come on.

♪ And days go past ♪

Hasn't got much use in the last 25 years, except for the termites.

I plastered this wall, didn't I? Uh... oh... oh, oh...

We can't stop till we find that weather vane.

VOCÊ É COMO O JOSH GROBAN QUE NÃO É ENGRAÇADÃO.

[cellphone ringing]