Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Tony's Pizza will do nicely until Dad installs my kitchen grill.
- Hank? - No.
Those two look more alike after a week than you did after 10 years.
I do not know.
[Toaster clinks]
Bobby's a big boy, Peggy. Can't hang on forever.
Hank, remember what I told the doctor. You should not even touch Ladybird.
Apparently, there is a local rock band named Cedar Fever...
Hank, I can give her a good home.
We got some of your mail here.
And for less than the cost of cleaning the house...
MINH: Hey, Peggy Hill!
Pack your bags, you flaky bastards! Dust mop!
You know, 80% of a dog's heat loss is through its pads.
- Don't blame Ladybird, blame me. - Of course I blame you!
She's slept at the foot of our bed for 13 years.
BOBBY: More juice, crazier straw. PEGGY: Roger that.
HANK: You're ready?
Before!