Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

But we're not driving in together. That's too weird.

I'm gonna see if I can teach him how to drive.

Oh, so you want to call the shots.

Well, it's the only way I get to see your real emotions

Well, it's official. I am shampoo boy.

But nothing other than your hands touches nothing other than my head.

I guess white folks are just weird.

because I love hair--on the head, on the body, on floor, and if there's one in my salad, I enjoy it more.

I gotta tell you, that's not the kind of "holic" I thought I'd be.

and I have a high tolerance for fumes.

"Twenty three skeedow" now, that's an expression.

That's the oldest shirt I've ever seen on someone who wasn't a bum.

Kelso, plan's off. Get it outta here.

so, Eric, your dad's muffler shop opens tomorrow.

There's drinking at summer camp?

Bob, I'll tell you what my gimmick is gonna be.

And did I even get an offer? No. Like I wasn't there, too. Like I wasn't all sore from hanging all that bunting.

Well, maybe the problem is that you were never around.

You gave me a hell of a scare the other day at the mall.

Fez, I just want my hair washed.

You're so complicated.

It doesn't say whose son.