Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Ready for the best acting you've seen all night?

I'll have to kick their cute little bottoms out of here.

OK, funcakes, let's do a scene.

Who's got a girl to show the folks? You do

- " Who's got a guy with lots of brains? - " You do

Agh! That's better.

Nice effort Liam but let's remember our performance hierarchy: legitimate theater, musical theater, standup, ventriloquism, magic, mime, opera

Well, it looks like we have to reconsider. Brian, we want you...

By the way, I'm not so bad to look at either.

Madder. Madder!

Come on. Hot, hot. There it is. You got it.

Your son is holding your hand. You tell him you accept his lifestyle

- I thought I was a dead man. - You gotta be starving. Eat these.

You were a show-off yourself, Dave. You brought it out on our first date.

- Do you like yours with crust or without? - How do you like yours?

Look at this see

"On which we used to rely?

Hey, Santos, Pascoal. You've done such good work today, I got a surprise for you.

After searching, trying to find ya I thought I'd lost my luck But I'd never thought in a million years That you would just walk right up Now that I found your love I could never let you down Even when the times get rough Nothing's gonna stop us now

- So, did you let him have it? - No. He let himself have it.

Get booted out and wind up like Linda Evans.

- Uh... tell you. I saw Dr Philips... - Wow! Yes! Yes! I love it.

Could you provide Olivia with a bucket so she can carry a tune?

This table is reserved for people with talent.

Splendid. This calls for a birthday dance party.

Holy moly! It must be my birthday.

- Peter. - Do it.

What a piece of self-indulgent crap. All the characters sounded the same.

How could you bring that naked kid to our house?

I’m so cold I don’t wanna see scary. I see a shark.

Why do i have to be stuck with a baby

But it's all right. It's Sloppy Joe day.

Mom, I’m so scary hold up and grab a hotdog I mean the rear hotdog

I don't know, Stewie. Without Olivia, this act is like Fire Island after Labor Day: Over.

I'm sorry, honey, but we don't think you should see him any more.

you're gonna act out your entire life from birth to death as I describe it.

Come on, Simon. We don't need that Bebe No-worth.

2 × 2 × 2 × 3 × 7 × 7 × 17 = 139944