Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Now get your fat alien ass in my bike basket!
- I know. - I'm not forgiving you.
Baby, you treat me so fine.
Get closer. Come on. I like to be in America. Okay by me in America. Everything free in America.
It's an ongoing dialogue between man and beverage.
I'm not gonna make a bunch of promises...
Yeah, well, I don't want an alien. It's not cool anymore.
I'm sorry, Henry.
...about how we're gonna play together...
Look at Hayley as Anita. Isn’t it beautiful? No no. Get closer. Come on.
- You're as fat as a fart. - I beg your pardon?
Stan, how will we face the future without Mr. Pibb?
Oh, my God, your eye. Did he hit you?
- No. - I said, get in the basket.
- I win. - Let's have a rematch.
You get the e-mail I sent with different ideas for Pibb T-shirts?
...and never let you out of my sight.
- You took expired Ritalin. - Please don't go.
Get rid of that freaking accent Roger! No.
...to add a dash of magic to every batch.
- You're running off to see him. - Well, I kind of live there.