Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Okay, I think I'm ready.

If I die tomorrow, there's nothing people would remember me for.

The black ball's in their neighborhood uninvited.

I don't know, Brian. I mean, I guess I can give it a shot.

thanks to my 18 medals for heroism.

Pick up your trash! I want to know whose cup this is.

Everybody, you're looking at a guy who's gonna set a new world record.

now that he's lost his sight.

You know, I vaguely recall seeing footage somewhere...

You're telling me that doesn't sound like Camptown Races?

Oh, my God. You bowled a perfect game.

This is the worst use of money since I tricked out my big wheel.

Brian, this time, I think I got just the thing people will remember me for.

And in the event of your death...

You know what? You can probably go ahead and cancel that.

- Where am I? Am I dead? - No.

I don't know when to cross the street.

This sucks. Now the only thing anybody's gonna remember me for after I die...

He's all yours, Joe.

I'm the only one here who's got nothing, you know?

Would you just sit down and go to the bathroom already?

Did you do all your all your homework? - Yes, Dad. Did you finish all your subjects?