Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Haha. Good At Bizness.
I got a salami and clam chowder poop that's backed up to my throat.
unlike Andrew, who could barely use a Swiffer WetJet!
with these terrible people!
I'm just talking about sucking your tongue down my throat.
Wait, wait, wait. What the fuck is she doing?
"Do one thing every day that scares your housekeeper."
Yeah, I got a nice big solid seat, don't I?
-No, you are. -Aww!
and I know you're not supposed to say this anymore--
[gasps] Are you menopause?
No, cookie puss.
I am. I like it when things are as bad for you as they are for me.
I'm a present for a giant.
But soon you'll--
Oh, that sounds horrible.
-I need gas. -Oh, thank God!
[coughing] Don't worry, I'm okay because--
♪ Gloria ♪
-See you at the Seder, cuz. -Oh, boy.
It's so hot in here, Marty.
You know, this is the bed where Bubsie died.
-[both grunt] -Floor it, Mr. Glouberman!
-No men need fear to heed my threat! -Oh, God!
Look at how shocked you all are.
a thermos of clam chowder,
Ma nishtana
Ugh! Cheryl's such a baby.
[laughs]
It's 7:01! Just make it matzo!
-I don't have a sister. -Exactly.
Are you gonna let your wife talk to me that way?
[dance music plays]
No, that’s not it. Cut!
-It'll scratch your back up good. -What?
Wreaking havoc is my game!
[gasps] It's you!
[howls]
No, I didn't get to finish.
Are you guys doing hand jobs and stuff?
We have a long and terrible day tomorrow.
-Okay. -Your knees look like dry biscuits.
How many people do you think are at the bottom of that canal right now?
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba.