Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

(gasps) Our eight-year-old has turned into a teenager.

Oh, la-di-da-di-da.

Who will save her?

Lisa, dear, don't let him happen to you.

(both grunting, laughing)

And listen to others, at least a bit.

♪ The flesh that you cover with cheese ♪

ultimate payload

"Labour Action at the Biscuit Factory"

"If you hate everything, you might like this."

"Vegon." Am I wrong?

Coming to this country and taking our jobs!

And she's using my stolen credit card.

oh, these bands are all rubbish,

For an imaginary friend, you were really keen

They're for doing kick-ass truck stuff.

full of Mom's PB&Js and passed out.

Aw. Take me for a ride in your truck.

I'm not sad, I'm happy.

a full-scale riot has broken out

Making sandwiches calms my nerves.

I can see you. I mean, the real you.

♪ Because everything is horrid except meat ♪

How can Mom take away the only place

Uh, best imaginary friend.

called Vicodude.

can predict my taste.

(grunting, shouting)