Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I can't wait to walk in and tell my boss to shove it.

you have made me feel like I truly belong.

he would've asked and he didn't,

I mean... I'm assuming

- Oh, wow. - Oh, Rancho Cucamonga,

but stay away from me

♪ These dads and moms is my sons and daughters ♪

and there it is!

I just metabolized its body parts for my own use.

I nixed the yams with the marshmallows.

Stockton, Pismo Beach,

Yep, yep... ah.

You're having a tough day.

Don't you tell me what to do.

- Have a good one. - Peace!

(laughing): Hey, hey, man.

that I've reached the Rubicon,

♪ She's so broken inside ♪

Hey, that was a great sermon, huh?

Kevin, please. I gotta get this out.

This isn't weird, right? Is it weird?

to watch you push Valderrama out of the picture.

or why you pretended to be my friend,

because it's Thanksgiving.

You're moving on.

perched on my nightstand.

♪ I know this town like the back of my hand ♪

VALENCIA: I'm so... I try so hard to be nice to your mom,

I mean, would I like to go to the Chan's?

Paula's joking.

Why do you always give up so easily?

"I'm mad as hell, and I'm not gonna take it anymore!"

Wait, are you going back to business school?!

and I wanted you to know I'm sorry.

That's silly, honey.

You were only saying what others were thinking.

- [ Stomach Rumbles ] - No, no, no! I can't.

Uh, Modesto, Monrovia,

♪ I present proper like a TED talker ♪

Now, you, get out of here!

Of course I would.

You mentioned that. Okay, I mentioned it

Happy Mothers Day

but we're going to Paris.

- You look great. - Hi!

- Yeah. - Um, listen, I really appreciate this,

That whale didn't.

I think they stopped, hold on, hold on.

♪ Look what you're doing to me ♪

will you move in with me? (gasps)

Aunt Dhori, I insist

and we got cousins and aunts and uncles pouring in

♪ Got your current chick lookin' like Greg Focker ♪

What-what are your plans for Thanksgiving, Valencia?

♪ Wait, my uncle is in radiology ♪

♪ Last call, West Covina ♪

and you don't understand Josh.

♪ Valencia, you're zip, zilch and bupkis ♪

♪ Brand-new pals and new career ♪

You know, I really want to go,

to my apocalypse of a Thanksgiving.

Well, no, I couldn't possibly.

I have to go to the bathroom,

I go to public school.

the toilets are clogged.

And I belong...

What's the catch?