Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Pull the ax out, Eric.

Oh, Steven, you really do love that old, dirty, little hippie.

Okay, Mr. "I Haven't Had AJob In Five Years."

and giving them sharp objects...

And you think you're ready to be married. You can't even chop wood.

Why do you need butt-less chaps for that?

- Oh, yeah, that's right! We bad! - We bad!

Well, let's see. You took away my keys, so I can't drive.

How can I be happy? Our whole life is a lie.

All you had to do was build a cabin out of Lincoln Logs.

I cry like a damn baby.

I mean, thinking.

You can't just yank on 'em.

You also took away my self-esteem, so I have no pride in my job or my possessions.