Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

The truth is, I admire you for growing…
♪ Look how I bodied that Ate it up and gave it back ♪
Andrew, if your father can't tell your mother how he really feels,
That you pre-gamed your mom for your dad? Yes. Yes, I do.
Shut up. Barbara doesn't look like she hates you.
-Here we go. -[Jessi] Wait.
What do I do? What do I do? Do I go in there?
I wish my dad could stop being such an asshole.
[Jessi] Get that away from me.
But he doesn't want to french your brains out.
[Jessi] Ow! All of a sudden, my stomach is killing me.
I think you'd say…
Wait! No, don't do that. -Stay out of this, Seamus.
I'm as dry as a bone.
What? I'm not Jay Leno.
No, Flanny's right.
I'll handle this.
Oh God, it did?
[Flanny] Oh, baby Jesus and all my infant gods.
you go to my job, and I go to your school.
Mom, Mom, Mom, Mom, please, it's really me.
Oh, gross. Why do babies suck on their own feet?
What do you say we go upstairs and make Soft Daddy hard again?
I love hanging out with you, Missy.
Nothing. Just washing your car.
♪ I'm going through changes ♪
Jay, you gotta go do magic so that guy doesn't become cheese.
but I'm not a magician anymore.
Um, I think you might have to fuck your mom.
-Kit Kat. -Say it correctly or it won't work.
Oh, does my little chunky monkey want a little tubby wubby?
And… action.
and repeat after me, Arenap.
And look, you still have your spicy little shorts.
Now brush your fucking teeth and get to school.
Arenap. Arenap.
but I think that might be it for me.
What? What are you talking about?
You me! It's you me's fault!
None of this is about you!
Oh no. Oh me. Oh my.
What? Oh no.
Mommy and Daddy are here, sweet boo-boo.
Quick, before we go, beg Susan to fuck you,
Shut up, both of you. I don't like this joke.
I wish I was irresistible.
Then who are you?
Hey, guys. Sick bones. [chuckles]
I'm sorry I bashed your skull through a bakery display, Steve,
Bad news, Nolan.
You haven't done something like this in years.
I know this sounds totally bonkers,
[Jessi] I have gas, Dad.
-Well, I, for one, am not dry. -Ugh.
I love you, Elliot Birch.
Gwa! My Face! My Body!
Stop tickling each other's teats and act like men.
I don't know, man.
I didn't understand the assignment.