Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[grunts] ‐ I hot‐oiled your ponytail!

‐ Well, that's not any toe ring.

And I'll turn to them and say, "It's Kimberly!

There's a dented Honda Accord on fire.

[camera shutter clicks]

then while we were pistol‐whipping him,

‐ Oh, you're doing deep tissue?

‐ Thank you all for another great year,

both: The adult pool.

‐ What's wrong with it?

‐ Arthur. Arthur lives in the basement.

Is that where you got that small Fiji water?

‐ [snorts] ‐ Snot rocket.

[indistinct chatter]

all: ♪ Killing me softly with his song ♪

[pants, grunts]

Nicko, when we first met six hours ago,

‐ Don't let the ponytail fool you.

teachers: My car!

would work together, but they do.

Here's all my artwork

‐ The same reason you painted your braces.

I shot him in the leg,

They just left it natural. ‐ Nobody cut their cubes?

‐ And finally, the holy grail of motherhood:

‐ And always will.