Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Put me down. Put me down.
Be nice if it came around once.
This is your new job. We're making you manager.
Wish I'd have tried that with my son.
Hi.
I gotta show you something downstairs.
- What was that? - Oh, gosh.
You need to find a place to live.
Save me.
God, Doug. I said no.
Except maybe this cool cigar box.
Vintage murdered-dog collars.
Tell her I expect 10 grand.
What month is this belly?
I will take the free fudge, however.
I could save it for my ashes.
Hey.
- Really? - Yeah. Sure.
I hate myself. You happy now?
This is weird.
Rad's mom.
Oh, wait.
That looks like...
Did you sell that Wacky Pack poster? Rad's been bugging me about it all day.
How's she know my name?
I keep your flippy-flop.
- I'll take the pants. - Good.
Davenport, Iowa.
Yes, well.
Warm.
You hear that? She called me Flippy-Flop. How cute is that?
- No. I saw her first. - On the beach, I saw her in the house.
I'm in.