Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You're pretty good at rolling over.
You drink some, George.
Which means you are my flesh-and-blood genetic son.
maybe you can convince them to spare our lives.
[country music playing]
No, I'll pussyfoot around.
""We'd know what come of our planting.
What?
Dad, aliens impregnated Mom. That's a given.
What did I tell you about funny voices at the dinner table?
What are you guys doing? Catching butterflies?
Is it possible he got a better part in another play?
Yeah. That Joseph, he's really....
I know how important that play was to you.
Would either of you be interested in purchasing some alien urine?
""You want me to tell you about the rabbits?""
I did.
Those Gribbles are two nuts on the same sundae.
I played the lead in my high school production of Grease,
Ma, would you pass the taters, please?
with the mind of a 5-year-old.
That's the best performance...
but I have never been so stupid.
Bill, any time you have a mild concussion, you are welcome at this dinner table.
Well, if the boy is my boy, you can.
[panting]
Oh, God!