Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- What the hell is that? - My name is Hennifer Lopez.
They want to sign me to their record company.
Stop wasting the tacos on your hand, Cartman!
- You're not? - No. It was all a lie.
- I think we should tell him. - It's all right?
- That's a very pretty dress. - It better be. I am Hennifer Lopez!
Ms. Lopez won't go to sleep!
Ben! You brought me roses!
Hola, bitchola!
Taco flavored kisses for my Ben.
Just your run-of-the-mill con man
I... I think I love you.
Yo, make it quick. I got a video shoot at 2:00 and a script reading at 5:00.
- Why don't we pick it up in the morning? - Fine, my ass, cholo!
Will you just take a ride with me in my awesome car?
All the fame and the Ben Affleck spooge,
Oh, Jesus, will you look at those boots?
- Ben! - Jenny! Jenny, I'll call you!
- Looks like you might win. - Cool!
I don't think I should record that album now.
No, no, no, you're Jennifer Lopez.
I'll send a copy on to him, and maybe he'll get the big wigs to see it!
I am Hennifer Lopez! Where is my water?
If I find the ho who thinks she's taking my career from me,
I don't come from no Mexico!
What? Oh, no, you didn't!
- Quiet! - Get her out of here.
I love you, Ben!
I wonder... Will I dream?
But what if you still have feelings for that slut with the large ass.
All right, just come over here and stand in front of the green screen.
And he's just waiting for us to buy into it,
Oh, Ben, I am so happy.
- How'd it go, baby? - Terrible, Ben!
- Mom! - What's the matter, sweetie?
just to make us look dumb?
Shut your goddamn mouth.
Can I have your tacos?