Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

because you put an Indian in... Never mind.
Oh, my God. - Get out. Seriously.
- Wait, yesterday you said noon. - You think I've become too dependent...
I mean, your boobs are gonna be unbelievably enormous.
You, come with me and get Sarah out of my room. Now.
- No. - Somebody rich died. I can smell it.
Whoa, Joe, Joe. Where you going? Where you going?
- Whoa, whoa, what are you doing? - I'm getting out of the car.
Don't let your dysfunction rub off on her.
- Heard that. Let's go. - Okay.
Take someone else.
- I'm not listening to this. - I'm just saying...
How do you make love to a person animal style?
What?
It's right up to the line of juxtaposition, but I think I'm gonna let it slide.
- Well, time for dessert. - Oh, don't get up. I will take care of it.
I got my period. Ha, ha, ha.
She thinks of Ice Cube as mainly an actor.
Four minutes. We eat in four.
I'm not confused. I'm stuck.
See? Thoughtful and mature. In your face. Yes!
Missing my dog while I’m at work like
You win. Why don't you get on her health-care plan?
You gonna stay? We're gonna borrow your pasta maker.
I might as well call you Indian in the Cupboard...
It's the freaking weekend.
Your life is like Gossip Girl, only everyone is old and poor.
Oh, my God.
I think I subbed for your English class.
What can I do if she doesn't let me hit fifth chakra?
Sometimes they talk louder to blind people.
because I just don't want to impregnate the baby.
I understand why you're confused. I'm confused.
Who is the man taking the bras off my daughter?
You know what? Just stay in there. It's not that great out here.
Yeah!