Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What in the hell is going on here?
I'm having fun!
She purrs just like a dang old kitten.
Go ahead, pick yourself out a live one.
B is for Balloon
Hank, the boy can barely reach it. Lower the pinata so he has a chance at it.
Dee Dee, come on out here, and gab with Hank's wife.
Bobby, you are too young to own a firearm.
In Cotton's room, wrapped in his little bitty pants under a big pile of lies.
Dee Dee's out in the car. I had her pack up.
Now, why don't you order us some food?
Well, now that sounds promising.
Did you try burping the alphabet?
You forgot my beer.
Well, Bobby and I both want him to stay.
He lost his shins defending Texas in World War II.
Dang old John Candy, John Belushi, night before they dug their graves.
But I'm not gonna say what they are, because I'm a gentleman.
I don't know where you got the idea you could slap your mother's behind.
Peggy Hill!
Then they shipped us to the Pacific Theater.
Yeah, I see bacon, I see ham.
- Here! - Kitchen!
Aunt Peg, I found this timing belt in the laundry.
Dad, we'd love it if you stayed.
They opened fire blew my shins off.
Mr. Kahn, I'll have a mai tai
Well, Peggy...
his legs don't work.
Fat kids are always the funny ones.
Yeah, if he finds out you're from Japan, you know...
The blood attracted sharks.
COTTON: That's it! PEGGY: Come on, Bobby.
CHARLIE: Good morning, Angels.