Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

He eats just like an insect.
- Frylock, he says he rules us. - That's it, mister! Time-out for you.
"I need somebody to kick me in the ass so I can get the hell off your land".
You look good in dress. You look better on my floor.
It says to do it, Steve, and I wrote it. So it must be right!
Obviously, this one doesn't.
You know what? Some crazy nut-job broad must've slipped me one of the date drugs.
'Cause I'll make it. Are you all right?
You shouldn't mouth off like that. If you didn't say nothing, we'd be free.
Yeah, I just wish there was a better way for him to talk...
- Frylock! - I said time-out! That means no talking!
That's what you're trying to say, right?
I didn't even get your name.
- If I get in that pool. - And how long has it been since lunch?
Eh...Uh-uh, screw that.
- It's all good in the hood, you know? - I know. I know, it's cool.
I mean, it took me forever, and me still don't does it right, do me?
- I want to enjoy my room while I'm alive. - Yeah, that's nice.
I can't find it.