Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Okay, everybody. Happy Mother's Day.
All we need is a tablespoon of love, one cup of warmth.
Oh, is that the party over there?
- Jay, let's go to bed. - Be right up.
I'm sorry, Mom.
- Ew! Why him? - Because he's got freakishly tiny hands.
No, that's not true. She's a liar.
of hitting each one individually, but...
I cannot say anything bad about that boy.
Whatever it says on the page goes in the pot. Nothing more, nothing less.
- How much longer on the meat? - Ohh.
- Yes! - Yeah! - All right!
You're gonna outrun a coyote?
But Mom comes charging out of the stands. She goes right up to the guy.
Go ahead, kid.
Well, we did kind of ruin her Mother's Day.
- Hear! Hear! - Just grab some wine.
Rick, how you doing?
I was talking about another Manny that I know long time ago.
Shh! - What?
- I'm kidding. I'll pay for that later.
- I'm your wife. I'm a woman. - What?