Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Is there a "Q" in Syracuse?
- What? - Stop. Stop.
I need to change my destination to Florida.
- No, St... Just sit down. - Why?
- Come this way, guys. - God.
- Uh-huh. - Oh! Oh, this is great.
Maybe we should just go home.
one bag of evil corporate science goo."
There you go, sweetheart. You're so welcome.
- Shintos? - Uh-huh.
It had a very litigiously worded noncompete clause.
I gotta admit, that was pretty smart.
Okay, but let me ask you this.
Oh, shit.
Don't look, though. But don't... don't look!
I guess so.
Right. Sorry. And you're on your way to Fort Lauderdale...
♪ Just say goodbye to your uncle... ♪
- No, never. Mmm. - Okay? Mmm.
You can't buy his love!
Oh, well, then I'm going to buy them an even bigger toy.
Oh, I'm so sorry, professor of rocks!
Oh, come on. Really? Silent treatment?
We still have our love
Oh, and by the way, kids, I'm lifting the soda ban, so...
- That is so stupid. - No, you're stupid.
- Get outta here! - Aah!
Why did I even come back?
- Okay. Where's the bar? - The bar?
I am gonna tell you for the last time,
Yeah! Pal, it's not Christmas.
All right, I need you to tell me everything.
The boy's name is actually Jareb with a "B."
Oh, sad dad.
And that's why I think we need to hang on
you son of a bitch!
- Am I right? - Yeah.
Uhh! Shit.
- Hey! Terrific. Tell me all about it. - Really?
W... anyway, Vanessa says you're in danger. What is that?
- Oh, come on. Don't do that. - Yeah?
- Tambourine. - That's not an instrument.
And give you a little taste of Christmas joy.
That's because she's actually married to some guy named Carlos.