Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

She thinks she's tan fancy because her four grandsons are altar boys.

I appreciate you helping me out.

estas bromeando

You seem to have forgot. We don't skip church.

with her terrible hairdos and her smelly bad breath.

Aw, that's so sweet.

What were you doing all day?

and I decide if I want obese kids or the pope staring at me while I pee.

to get to where she is.

"please, god, don't let Elena come home with a face tattoo."

You're so sensitive.

All the hours of sacrifice, all the practice.

We never had family meals. I ate alone in front of the TV.

I know that god exists.

Oh, don't get me wrong. It was a massive TV.

It's educational.

I am so glad to be here.

Oh, what's that, papa?

I pray. I seek forgiveness.

But we have to watch our sugar. Dad had diabetes.

Nah, come on, it's not that big. But let's talk in the parlor.

So, I guess you want to take my grandchildren to hell with you.

Oh, hello, babies.