Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

She's too tall, too tan, too rich.
- Yeah. I better go wash my face. - Okay.
Well, uh, if it's okay, I'll just wait.
You're not an athlete.
Why does everything always have to be my way?
- Ow! - Ohh!
Ah, you just don't get it.
Now!
except for the decals.
Casey dumps her and she comes to me? Okay, I'm not a rebound.
Okay, I have to tell Donna how I feel.
- Dad! - Don't "Dad" me!
- Well, you should. - Well, I do!
- Hi. - Hi.
I love her.
Oh, it's like a bowl... a bowl for the stinky.
This town, baby.