Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

NO TV TV TV TV TV TV TV TV TV TV TV TV TV You have no more hop hop! No more TV! No more toys! No more nothing!

-Out. Through. Dad? But Teta's okay.

Oh, it's not a joke, just something I have to say because of my tiny arms.

You were both wrong!

I'm relieved that you're coming to terms with your alcoholism. It's huge.

Okay, so, what?

No NTSC, No PAL, No Surround, No Physics.

I just wanted to say that

Oh, also, that card is good for 5% off at Kohl's,

-Ugh. Thank God they're finally gone. -Would you like my hot take?

Ugh, finally! There we go.

and I say odd because, you know, I have three dongers.

-I… I… I… -Out! Through!

dissolve my body in acid, go to hell, be dead.

Uh-uh! We are not mourning, honey, we are thriving.

Fair. Okay, well,

And, um, is there anything you, uh, you know, maybe wanna add?

Now, back to the business at hand,

Ugh, I hated your family for that.

And I guess now we have to let her go?

Oh! And there's Safi now.

-Okay, let's think about this logically. -She's in a wheelchair!

I know. Just ignore it.

Yeah, bring it on in, Pete.

And hung like a python, if I remember correctly.

I'm Keith from Grief.

Forgiveness is quite transactional in that way, isn't it?