Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Who thought I had breast cancer. Shut up.
- No. I wanna be here, in case he... - Don't.
- What is wrong with you? - I can't help it, it's like a disease.
[PHONE RINGING]
Me too, Mother.
What? What the shit, Lana?
Well it’s not good, obviously...
Sterling? Was that him?
To buy acid, Trinette.
Is that why you're being such a bitch?
Oh, yeah, yeah. Hey, this is Chet.
[PHONE RINGING]
- Don't worry about it, just... - Lana, I'm in love with you.
- My cancer surgery. - Yeah.
Eh.
SPELTS: Mr. Archer? Hi, it's Dr. Spelts. - Duh. Who?
There are several other risk factors for male breast cancer.
Lana, so here's the thing...
Especially Sterling. If he found out I might have breast cancer...
- Wow, you seem kind of different. - Yeah, did I mention I have cancer?
- Mm, no. - Well, then a little dose won't hurt.
Oh he’s beatin’ his ass
- So, what's next? Do you do chemo or...? - Boop.
- She what? CHERYL: Pam.
Are you scared?
[BURPS]
Everybody sit down! Okay Lana, start singing. Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday dear Cyril. Happy birthday to you.
Oh he’s beatin his ass
...but turns out I was right the first time.
Jeez, sorry.
So wait. Wait, wait, wait, there's good cholesterol?
What's the bad news?
- Well, he does actually have cancer. - Well, he didn't get it from me.