Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Kiki, I've got some bad news about Harold.
Plerf. Plerf. Plerf, plerf, plerf.
Mom said my dad was a Komodo dragon.
Ugh, get off! Come on!
Ugh. I can't believe he didn't want to see my arson bush.
Was he going to listen to his girlfriend or his conscience?
Nobody fucks with my family!
He is a bad guy.
Hello, high school sweetheart slash twin sister.
Actually, in my family, siblings are the spouses.
Where do you wanna go to dinner tonight, babe?
You guys ever have normal conversations? Or is it all setup, punchline?
[Fammy moaning]
After him, cousins!
Holy shit, woman.
That really butters up Mama's cum-crumpet.
At least he seems cool. Allow me to introduce myself. I'm--
I just said it!
No, but at least Mal and Bungo are getting a long
-[dance music playing] -Puppeteer, grind up on it.
We all know the reason we have gathered on our sexy sister's planet.
Bring out the cousins!
[grunts]
♪ It's a dream to me ♪
It's 8:59. We can do it four times!
and tainted our perfect gene pool.
The lowlife that got our sister to reject centuries of tradition
How many times we gotta tell you we can't see your goddamn thoughts?
Fichael, I've never told you this, but, well, I'm a virgin.
[sobbing]
But now I think about it, this actually solves the whole website problem for me.
Good God. That has to be the--
Oh, we're sorry for not trusting Harold. We were just afraid that you'd get hurt.
Puppeteer, make me spit on him.