Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

But lemon's a fruit. Wink.
so I can get your lips right up close.
It's like knowing how to skip.
[groans]
‐ This is why drama kids don't hook up.
‐ Are you gonna start calling Mom "Mother"?
‐ Absolutely!
‐ Relax, Kimberly. I'll do all the work.
It symbolizes my rebellion.
Extra tart lemonade, Mrs. Hanaway.
‐ I don't know. He never talks about it.
‐ [gasps] ‐ Oh, can I keep it?
and the "buzz"
‐ Dude, what are you doing?
you know what to do, Jack.
‐ Exactly like Jay Leno.
‐ Come on, son. You know this.
We're going back to that barber,
♪ I've waited for this moment for what feels like eternity ♪
who get their braces off, their teeth come off with them.
Actually, a wave feels risky.
‐ Girl, I think I love you.
‐ Your parents kiss good.
‐ If you want to have sex with your wife again,
‐ [grunts]
‐ Come on, Dunker. Let's blow this joint.
[wheezing]
And now, she can't smile or wear open‐toed shoes.
‐ Mother doesn't like me having sugar after 4:00 p. m.
My braces are off, and my life is anew.
[bed cloth tears] ‐ You're up.
♪ I got a metal‐free oral cavity ♪
♪ Flying high above the clouds ♪
‐ I said, "Goodbye forever, old Kimberly.
I'm christening a new speed bump!
Too bad your wife couldn't make it.
but the "Oakdale Bugle" sure does.
Dad, you look weird. Love you. Bye!
‐ ♪ But I still can fly
‐ Oh, my God. Duncan, look.
♪ I wonder if I can put my fist in my mouth ♪
Just like your mother's and my active sex life.
‐ They think you're a drunk. ‐ I get this all the time.
Oh, we're doing this.
You're up.
Who knows what path my newfound beauty will take me down?
[muffled] You should hear what they have to say.
Three, ya!
‐ Oh, this? I think it's just a pimple,