Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Thirty-seven is a rough age.

- Well, at least... - At least Christmas and easter.

Pobrecito god. He tries so hard.

Who would like a pastelito?

Well, I have a foot, too,

Guess I'll just go eat this all alone in front of my massive TV.

And then call El uber.

Have you been here all day?

We're latinos, church takes all day.

I'm their mother! I don't need to ask permission!

I'm sure you did fine. Who threw up on the table?

Carmen, Elena's best friend?

I'm sorry things got crazy the other night.

But that doesn't mean that god exists, okay? I'm sorry.

She is such a suck-up.

You know, you went missing for one day

And plus, she's 70.

Ay, no, it's a symbol. Don't be gross.

- Mami, please. - I'll be in my servant's quarters.

That's... that's not us.

I'm... I'm working on it.

"If she can do that, then I can do this."

You're just saying that to cheer me up.