Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

All right, Tony.
Moms couldn't afford it.
- They don't want us here. - Okay.
- Whoa! - Whoopsie-Daisy.
We're the best birthday bunch in all that...
I'm gonna go tweeze it out.
- Yeah, it is. - Yo, Blake. It might not be over.
I know you will be.
Blake then catches it midair, passin' it back to Ders.
- and lil' man got in the way. - Like, the little kid ended up really hurting himself,
Whoo!
- Somebody could do it on the cheap. - Okay. Yeah.
Let's see.
I don't have one!
- and you only get so many. - It's fine. He's a kid.
Yeah!
Whoo!
Hey, where's the birthday girl?
- Yup. - The pickles can be midget.
Okay!
- Yeah. - Supposed to be me?
but, you know, it's just... Keep it gang related,
Whoa! I'm on stilts.
- No, stop. - Are you, though? Because we argued about it.
Your voice is amazing.