Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Focus, Elwood. Best friendships are at stake.

You know, the author of that Snakehead exposé?

Shampagne didn't eat that key and poop it out.

- ♪ Go ♪ - ♪ Go ♪

♪ Just keep it, keep it low-key Keep it low-key ♪

Okay. Time to remember how running works.

Maybe I'm not ready to wear a bra-bra.

They don't know anything about teeth.

I might as well have been wearing diapers and a bib.

♪ I'm feeling confused ♪

Hi, are you here? Are you close?

And to make matters worse, before newspapers,

♪ I never knew This was so hard for women ♪

She's definitely about to sell the paper. I wish we could just smoke her out.

- [Marvin] We couldn't. - Could we? A little smoke?

♪ And show off these two stars ♪

♪ Which hides all her secrets And mysteries ♪

poop-flushing for an old lady for no reason.

- A key? - A key.

Hi, sir. You look like you need some assistance.

[Ricky] Helen, there's a boy with a bag of dog poop down in the lobby.

Sorry, I'll stop screaming now. Totally calm dad over here.

I'm gonna miss you when this is all over.

Sometimes when you're searching for something too hard,

Well, thank you. See you next week?

- Call me if you need me. - [high] I'll be fine.

I should probably practice with the eye patch anyway.

It's not the end of the world... for you.

Great. I'm talking to a ribbon.

Oh, no, no, no. I must have dropped the key in the freakin' park!

I think I know what they're talking about, but I'm too afraid to say it.

Um, we try to keep the poop pressure to a minimum, thank you so much.

And then, the unthinkable.

I wanted one more perfume spritz. I only did two coats.