Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

There's horrible people right in here.
I'm a '''K''? What the hell does that mean?
because it made me realise that I was sabotaging myself again.
Like, oh, my God!
Son, go back to bed. I'm fixing Mommy's back.
We all know what goes on in the bedroom...
- Hey, Number Two. - Number One!
I learned to play the guitar growing up as a young rapscallion in Mississippi.
and yet there's this other woman who I cannot get out of my head.
Hey, Number Two!
A lesser person would mock your inability to move on.
I beg your pardon?
- You're making it hard. - You'll say that too.
Look, I just want you to know
hey numba 1 hey numba 2
and ate tranquillisers like they were trail mix.
- But what if it was? - Good Lord.
Hey, Bunny. No, I forgot.
That is so sad.