Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I always wanted blonde hair.
Where's a rock? I'm gonna throw a rock at him.
Here, I signed you up for lacrosse.
You never leave this apartment.
But you don't like touching it.
STAN: World.
(both giggling)
14 and a half.
Well, then, I'll have to think of a way to keep them apart.
He's your kidnap victim, you psycho!
(bell dings)
Steve, I forbid you to see him again.
Dad, you dropped me off here ten minutes ago.
MAN: Winner!
(retching)
I made a casserole.
(mellow rock beat continues)
(phone rings)
Just go to him already!
Is that the "come back and kick me" whistle?
Me and you in a photo booth? Are you kidding me?
How many people do you think are having sex right now?
then made up some bogus witness protection thing,
Thought I could make it up to you.
I mean, what do you think?
(knocking)
(sighs deeply)
All right, so if I'm gonna live here