Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It's just blended strawberry daiquiri.
Lovers' Lavas aren't just for couples.
Whoo! Hoobastank!
Pointless? Haven't I ever told you the story
I know Dad doesn't want us to use the boat like this,
What the toast?!
Did you see that?
Have fun losing, losers.
Coach Judy, this kind of arbitrary criticism
you have to please... the customers.
♪ But he curled them all to safety ♪
Great. I think I heard "metal shoes." Okay.
What goes around comes around.
♪ In the Great North. ♪
decaf espresso on the steep, icy roof.
trying to psych out the other team.
as if you were surging with power,
♪ Oh, the Great North ♪
in yelling encouragingly to the sweepers.
I want to win as much as the next person,
-and see the sunset if they want to? -I guess.
Maybe you're on to something.
-Okay, fine, I will. -Judy, no.
by pushing off a frozen beaver corpse with his foot.
And, you know, I bet if just you and I curled together
-Who likes Annette Norberg? -Oh, hell yeah.
It's the last throw of the end.
Your house, Dad.
-I believe I earned it. -Wow.
♪ Big Stan, the world's greatest man! ♪
♪ Curled his best gal to the altar as if it were nothin' ♪
Oh, blah, blah, blah, blah, amateur league.
I think they showed up bored. Those two are major duds.
Just kidding. Bash.
without dumping the hammer on a perfectly pebbled sheet.
Uh, where is your lovely girlfriend?
How could you waste the hammer on a biter like that?
Who do you think you are, Beef Sliders?
looking at, polishing and arranging my collection
-No, but I'm good. -On January 12, 1962,
Anyway, he's gonna stay with us for a few days
of losing to beach folk is unthinkable.