Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I do not own a television.
- My wife, two great kids. - Three.
So it's the bottom of the eighth and I'm in a rundown.
Um, Kunta, is it?
- Uh, Cleveland. - I'd drive but I'm grounded.
Well, you don't need them.
Maybe it's time to find yourself some new friends.
Stick with me, fellas. You'll learn a lot.
Oh, man.
I hope you find what you're looking for, man.
The Browns are going to Africa.
Driving a race car requires...
Hey, Cleveland. What a cluster fudge, huh?
What happened to our street?
I'd like to propose a toast.
You at the wheel? Ho, ho, you ain't driving. I'm driving.
Then I'll dress up like a woman.
...but I bet my former friends didn't even notice I was gone.
That's so cool.
...it is customary for the elders to sleep half-naked until 3:00...
Go Greased Lightning!
No thanks to you.
Thank you. Would you like to hear some of my poetry?
Oh, Donna, I feel so much better...