Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I was laying in the gutterpickin' up my teeth,

Well, I'm not having another 12 kids.

by snowmobiles, until he died.

He's all yours.

You're just like your mother--

Commander Biden?

Welcome to Protestant Heaven.

Get 'em from the smoke detector.

You're leaving with me!

And you look like you've accepted someone as your personal something.

And if you get kicked out of that one, you're going straight in the Army,

masturbating in the future.

You just don't get it.

Sister Thomasina, I've taken the liberty of knockin' the vinegar out of him.

to pick out a religion for you.

And that was about our holy right to come to church with wet hair.

I need two AA batteries. Now!

But remember...

Guys, I'm serious!

With all the sitting and standing and kneeling,

Can't we just keep going forward in our textbooks?

...I coveted the wife in Jaws II, I lied to a waiter,

I wiped a booger on your shirt,