Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You're not tired. You took a nap. What is it?

Hey. What's the deal with this chest, anyway?

Well... It's nice meeting you anyway, Mike.

- Was he looking for weed or money? - Who knows at this point?

Susan's always telling me how much fun you have.

that's it, I'm dead to them.

Most men would leave over something like that.

- It was an accident. - Porter, I warned you.

We threw it away when I was little.

I'm making him this care package. He'll know that I'm thinking about him.

I want it stated for the record that I'm a good mother. Do you hear me?

If you don't sign it,

Wasn't there a plumber? Your mother said you were in love with a plumber.

And while most would spend the day practicing their sports,

It's called a post-nuptial agreement.

- Are you sure? - Yeah, I'm fine.

I know you're lying to me, OK? I know that you're lying.

Wait a few minutes and I'll give you one, OK?

That's why he wanted me to come in first.

Well, uh, sort of. Andrew's waiting inside but, uh...

- Oh, have we met? - Yes, Mrs. Solis. We've met.

- You didn't? - No.

If she moves in, she will burn up all my oxygen and I need it.

Oh, God! Are you all right?!

Obviously you haven't missed much.

There's a secret bank account in the Cayman Islands that no longer exists?

My mom used to beat the hell out of my sisters and me,

oh boy a spanking across mommy's knees! yay!