Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I know. I'm a huge tub of lard.
Wow, that's a little dark.
First you go soft in the belly. Then you go soft in defense.
You'll be climbing a net, slinking through tires...
I'm glad you're better, Dad, but I miss Debbie.
I haven, actually asked her out yet.
- Ready for some pancakes, Hayley? - Thanks, Mom.
The girl who loves to go to the market is now back on it.
you know, when they have trouble asking out a girl.
Name's Zack. I'm a personal trainer.
I dropped you on your head as an infant.
- Where's Debbie? Behind that fat girl? - No, Dad, that's-
whose mother has to sue to get them on the team.
They're right, Stan. You've let yourself go.
Among them, Lieutenant Don Sharp.
- There's a lot more to her than you think. - There's more of her?
You sunk my battleship. 800 souls were lost.
I completely missed why Mr. Belvedere is stomping on his hat.
- How you doin... Dad? - Fat and healthy, Son.
He just moved the food.
It's just, you know, this is a really bad time for me.
Damn it, Roger! Lock the door!
into a dude who won, send the ladies puking.