Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Could I tempt either of you with a bourbon?

Oh, I don't want to embarrass myself at the luncheon.

instead of being raccoon.

And it came out great, right?

whose matrilineal society relies on older females

Titus. Charmed, you're sure.

Artie, I'm so tired.

but that would mean betraying you.

They're registered at Modell's, FYI.

Lillian Kaushtupper.

but all I really want is my Russ back.

She's got kids in there.

And all my pillows are stained with his nightmare sweat.

Oh, Russ's prescription luggage...

except in my bra, 'cause I need the support.

Look, you were right.

Copy. Moving to breach.

♪ They alive, damn it ♪

That's how Meemaw died.

Which is why you should want one of my stores.

But my point is, you can't run a cult like a man.

Boy, someone was worried about Africa not having any mayonnaise.

'cause I've definitely smelt what I know Titus dealt.

Papa John is gonna officiate.

You have a few hours before the party.

How could anyone give anything to him instead of me?

So, like... two Russes?

And my Kimmy left,

in rural Pennsylvania.