Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

And five, six, seven, eight...
♪ Gives us time to play on the street ♪
That is the most random sport in the world.
I'm a guidance counselor.
Dad, do you want some help with the soft serve?
We passed! Yes!
Okay, I see your point.
How are you?
Don't feed a guy a sponge, Bobby.
You're a fantastic mother.
Hmm, uh-uh-uh.
Phew.
Please don't lean on the...
Independent wha...?!
Then I don't nigger nigger nigger nigger
sort of physical, something, like,
Phillip, it's a fire alarm.
Fire! Oh, my God.
Ow! Sorry, Dad.
Bobby! Don't feed a guy a sponge, Bob!
All right, here's a sample.
What? What are you watching?! Huh?! What the hell, you’re watching Family Guy?! Huh?! I literally didn’t do anything.
I know the whistle rule!
Oh, he did? Yeah.
I'm good... not drowning.
Stupid fucking facts and you just say what the fa- a- ack?!
Oh, it was freaky.
I pulled some strings,
Tina, of course we do.
I told you, Louise, no hats in P.E.
do scissor kicks and perfect lifts.
As your first customer, I can tell you,
Ho-oh-oh.