Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You know, one day you're a single woman

Do you want me to tell them?

When really, they--

♪ They wanna wake up with you everyday ♪

-I love you. -[disconnect tone]

C'mon, I'm fine.

Mm. You and me both, Buster.

I mean, we all do.

so I can wake up in the morning and call my girlfriend.

Their six year anniversary's coming up.

I don't do this shit for my health.

You know how you can have a favorite dress

Which he did, after he threw up in someone's yard

Yeah, yeah, I know.

I'm on the phone with her all day long,

that wouldn't laugh me out.

I was in there 47 minutes, okay? I'm good.

I need to go stage my room like I wasn't 12 in the last five years.

and we're bounty hunting.

♪ Somebody wants to hear you say ♪

Okay, that's enough.

[Sterling sighs]

-Mm-hm. -I'm fixing that.

Do you have a reason for being parked this lengthy a duration in the neighborhood?

♪ I’m around When your day’s gone all wrong ♪

Eww. Save that for the bathtub.

Anyway, y'all get the skip next time, will ya?

has called to check on you.

she might reconsider.

Then you tried to do my job.

That was a nothing. She made Honor Roll again.

I'll see you in heaven.

I've got a big one,

[clears throat] Ladies...

And y'all can hang out at school all you want.

-Uh-- -No! No! No! Uh, she can't vote yet.

I'm a pair of islands.

What's going on?

but I'm not sure if Eeyore here is up for the challenge.

Yeah, that feels rude.

-I'm in. -[sighs]

You said that your mom worked two jobs.

I'll call you later.

like "F Everything" and "Om Shanti Shiny".

I was hoping the first time you came to my house

[cell phone bleeps]

-[gasps] -Big boy energy.

Don't hang up on me, you--

Oh, this is my driveway.

but it's actually just tin spray painted in gold.

trying to hock cheap rhinestones to unsuspecting women.

I don't understand how something that feels so good

[muffled] I couldn't let you sleep out here alone.

It's like some Romeo and Juliet type shit.

She can't, like, stop me from loving him.

Okay! Stop! Stop. Stop talking.

...they're a little over the top for my taste.

And I'm out a shit ton for her.

Your mom loves me.

Okay. All right, fine.

Good day, Countess Saint John.

when you have truly learned the error of your ways.

[chuckles] What am I doing?