Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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