Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

This is the kind of thing that I expect from my mother, but not from my cool uncle.

- Hello? - Please tell me that you have my shoes.

I will cut you like it was nothing, farm boy.

No you may not see the Simpsons Movie cuz you're grounded No no no I hate you Mom

Chop, chop. It's a two-hour drive...

You were in Mr. Kleezak's house?

I'm not going anywhere.

What, are you saying that I'm some kind of pervert?

Seriously. I'm totally free.

Oh, God. He's seen my sexy dance.

I know he was all kinds of wrong, but the heart wants what the heart wants.

Oh, my God. He's ice cold.

So I had just seen St. Elmo's Fire.

Take it down a notch. You two go in, have a great time.

I was drunk! I'm not going shopping with Priscilla, Queen of the Desert.

Because I left them at your uncles's house last night.

- Well, Dad, you kinda did. - I hear that!

- This is just so sweet. - Yeah.

Hey, Haley. - Oh, hey, Uncle Mitchell.

Then can I be sent to my room?

- Nobody in, nobody out. - No.

I don't think of you guys as my uncles. I think of you as my friends.

If Hannibal Lecter and Freddy Krueger had a love child...

I was startled, you know.

- Uh-huh. - You may not go back to that man's house.

- Oh, Mr. Pritchett! Yoo-hoo! - Jay. Jay.

Dunphy Spring Classic.

Mitchell was just about to tell us who his first boy crush was.

Hi, Jay. - Hello, Daddy.