Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Stay here. You can watch the show from backstage.

That's the nicest thing anyone's ever done for me. Thanks, evil...

- Oh, my God! I thought I was the only one! - Meg, we're doing Chris' monkey.

#seven #four #two #eight

And now that you two are getting along again, my work here is done.

I think that time of my life is over, Chris. But I'll always remember you.

I got you, you bastard!

- Guess I'll be moving on now. - You have to leave?

Well, you'll have to do a better job than you did on your science test.

I gotta go put on my face for press interviews.

And I want to see what I got.

Thanks, Monkey.

Except for best friendship which is a little better

Quagmire's Pie Gun

- All right, I'll listen. - You're both good guys.

I beat Ashava the Pestilent and all got was this hat

What the hell are you doing here? I thought I was meeting Lois.

So I moved into Chris' closet just until I got back on my feet again.

- You write your own lyrics? - Yeah.

Oh, my God, Miley! I love you! I love you! I love you!

- Say it. Say it back to me. - What?

- I'll be gay with you. - Oh, this is too perfect.

I guess I should dial something first.

- Wait a minute. I didn't write this. - Oh, really?

All my money was gone, which means I lost the house.

- That's wonderful, honey. - Congratulations, Chris.

That was weird. Did you hear that when I was giving her the phone?

- Could you tell us some stories about her? - Of course I can.

that I welcome them to be gay with me, too, because I am gay.

He helped me get an A in algebra!