Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Come on, son. Let's go home.
...I was picturing more of an Isaac Hayes type.
2 x 2 x 3 x 13 x 13 = 2028
Mm. Used to treat me like a man too.
Ah!
I have to go the sit kind.
Heh, heh. See you after the show, Dad.
Give me.
You always think you're talking quieter than you are.
And maybe this makes me uncool, but I love you, Dad.
Who's gonna fold them now that Junior's gone?
So the kids came home, right?
Well, the thing is, and I'm sorry to have to get real like this...
And being nice is more important than being cool.
Ah, who could blame her?
- See you, Pac-Man. - Stay black, man.
Hey, Dad, let me cop a hit off that juice bag.
...but we all know what that means.