Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Time... To die.

Madeline Carpal-Tunnel, pleased to meet you.

we get their DNA, we clone 'em,

and now I taught them to-- girls, do it!

I don't know. Isn't Darren a boy bird?

No! Damien, we do not eat glue!

In just two more days they'll be the perfect age for prom.

Oh, no! What if he's already having sex with her?

It's been a long road, but the girls are finally of age.

Stan! Don't judge me.

I was a formula baby.

Thanks, doodlebug.

and my body's shutting down.

Your daughter? I mean... my water.

I know it looks bad-- two teenage boys

like dust motes glittering in a sunbeam through an attic window

And it was the best thing that ever happened to me.

I know she's in there, Steve!

But we're both gonna have to learn to let go.

If the world discovered the CIA was cloning things,

founder of Rainbow Unicorn Gardens.

or the inside of a limousine,

A macaroni necklace.

So, we might not know girls, but we do know math,

I brought trail mix and water in case it takes us all night to...

to avoid going home to those babies?

George Burns. And he's dead!

to waterless urinals, they could save over 35 gallons

I've dreamt for you.

Guys, move in a little closer