Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Yes. - Now we can have an enjoyable evening.
You mean now?
Wow. That sure smells good.
A ring.
I don't know, Melvin.
Will y'all be quiet!
Yeah. That's true, Pop.
Gettin'to know you
- And what will you tell your friends? - What do you mean?
- Am I late? - No, you're just fine.
- Don't start that again. - Don't worry, Pop. I'll be cool.
- You want me to pick it up with my foot? - You're supposed to use the fork.
And I wasn't gettin' anywhere. You know what I'm gettin' at?
and yes, she did massage the back of my neck.
Is there anything else I shouldn't do?
- Don't be yellin' at me. - Don't tell me not to yell at you.
Here she come now, old dummy taco-stuffer.
I'm glad you didn't depend on her to fix dinner. We'd have starved to death.
Huh?
Donna, honey, what's the matter?
What I'm trying to tell you is for your own good.
Listen. Now's your chance to tell her off.
I'm not gonna have another thing to say.
Thank you.
- Good evening, Fred. Lamont. - Good evening.
Pop, this is Sheila Monroe. Sheila, this is my father.
Donna, this is Sheila. She's a friend of Lamont.
You didn't even tell me about this other girl.
Where did you go, to the movies? Did she massage the back of your neck again?