Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I am afraid that the world is going to-

The quantity of "X" plus two, uh, plus six.

Why are you so scattered lately?

No. I checked this bag when we got here, and it wasn't there.

to be an embarrassment to the sport of gymnastics.

Oh, Lily's on the beam.

Now give me Beyoncé.

Why do I always have to win?

There's 835 others. Nightmare of a deal to paper.

"A Jail Called Mom,"

Maybe they didn't invite you because you're a couple of snoops?

we could all drive up to Yellowstone this summer,

I made pre-team, and my daddies get to watch from outside.

Poems like "The Umbilical Noose,"

It's true, Jay. I cheated.

Loosen up. Get in the zone. You know this.

Dad's in the middle of a super-sad dude hug.

I didn't mean it. No, um, he just got caught up.

There. Thank you. Yep.

No closer than 100 feet. But we're appealing.

I thought Aaron was the third person. No.

Oh, no. Don't worry. There's more.

At least I can draw.

Phil will see what I see every day-

Ay, this was open when I came in.

and that's why they don't want to play with us anymore.