Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

All right. Remember when we was 17 years old, Florida?
Hello, handsome Papa.
I'm giving him this painting for his graduation present.
Well, we got more than 200 days to Christmas,
Aw, no, no. I mean,
Congrats Hailey!
And you know how them models and artists work.
I wrote this little poem especially for you.
And this one's my father.
Mama, I'm 17. She's 17. Together that makes us 34.
and we'd like to be alone.
Once I met you, my whole life changed.
Oh, Junior, don't let it get you down, son.
with the two of them going together.
Y'all folks can't hear me, can you?
Oh, I can't wait to get started, JJ.
♪ Keeping your head above water ♪
You might as well sleep in there.
My face cream is gone, and I know he took it.
you worked the whole farm by yourself.
Hey, JJ! Hey, Marcy.
Hello, lovely Mama.
I'm taking a bubble bath!
Oh, JJ, I'm going to change my clothes.
and we'd like a little privacy.
When a fox like that is calling, she deserves the honor
That's cold.
In the bathroom.
JJ is 17, looks 15 and acts 12.
it won't be long before you'll be a grandmother.
and he was in the basement at the time.
Well, why not, baby? I was young and handsome and muscular.
like Thelma's room.
and he bought this slave key for Marcy.
♪ Easy credit rip-offs ♪
Oh, fine, Marcy.