Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm sorry, Keith, but now is really not a good time.
My mantra is on there, "The only way out is through."
Well, maybe they'll ask you to lead the meeting
He left Rochelle in charge.
Hi, uh, can we talk?
But all we did was fuck, and the odd blowjob,
She lied about their dalliance only to later feign innocence,
-Would you ask guys to do this? -Of course I would!
You took her where? To give her candy?
No Robot Chicken, No South Park, No American Dad, No Family Guy!
No Eye of the tiger, no back in black, no royals, no Counting the Beat.
-Teta, you okay?
-What's up, my man? -"Tiger clit powder"?
You know who she reminds me of?
What's wrong with these people?
No More Pokémon, No More Yu-Gi-Oh!, No More Bakugan, No More Digimon!!!
Um, uh, menthol Juul, and two of your finest scratchers.
Where's Walter?
Please, Rock, deal with this sweater man. I have to find my mama.
But you need to stop punishing yourself because you're happy and Emmy's miserable.
Her Ambition Gremlin, her Appetite Sprite, her Bladder Badger.
And got to eat candy with my friend, Lindsay Lohan.
-…poo-poos. -Oh, my God.
Exactly! It doesn't matter what happened because we're Lovebugs!
I didn't think you'd come.
I dunno, what do you think, should I apologize?
but with you two, the hard-on is real.
-That's an OSHA violation! -Get out! Shoo!
-Wait, Yara?
Good idea, Rock. Nabilah, I'm going to look for Mama!
Well, you need to get the fuck out of my office!
Well, I imagine it's because you ruined the biggest brunch of her life.
Don't post photos of your kids if they're not cute.
No, no, no. We don't have time for you, Keith from Greece.
I want to pray for Mama.
Who knew he'd grow up to be such an aggressive driver?
-People have their own lives. -Whoa! She showed up!
This sweat suit is a sweet-suit. Loose elastic for comfy times.
Wait, what happened to me being perfect and right?