Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Everyday. Their daughters, that dog...

They're so nice to each other.

Hey guys... He's the garbage!

-Whoa! Is this-- -Ganja?

No, mine's not moving either!

We're free. It's finally over.

See you later, simulated best friend.

No, but like, I definitely will.

-Um... Okay? -I'm hungry and my teeth are too hard.

If you don't, you're gonna meet your future self

It just feels like we could try drugs for the first time

And we have room temp carrot juice, so hope your appetite's up.

Hello? Is anybody here?

-woof. -Yeah, totally. Woof to the max.

I'm dying solo on a margarita fettuccine Lean Cuisine I thawed in the sink

So I wanted to, you know, jack hammer her so hard

-Oh, wow. -Andrew and Lola?

[raccoons growling]

-Sticky Icky? Daddy Boom-balatti? -That's not--

I couldn't believe it was happening right in front of me.

I thought I was alone, but then then you were there.

Andrew! Where'd you put the large scissors?

But, Maurice, the party's just getting started.

-Missy! -I'm also disappointed

-[laughs] What an idiot. -There you are!

-This one's on me. -Dad...

No, honey. Your mother's right.

You're like a white shit.

Andrew, me and your dad are total twinsies.

-Can you, Missy, hear the beat? -I can hear it!

-Stop laughing at me. -[laughing]

and now he's freaking out, and I don't know what to do

[moans, grunts]

-Edibles? Jessi... -Yes?

-We've hit rock bottom, brother. -He's right.

Yeah, good call.

He thought he could replace Charlie Sheen.

Okay, but after this, no more.

There was this beagle who lived next door at the Goldbergs.

My back paws sliding across the kitchen floor.

-I'm gonna find a way to snitch you out. -What?

-No one's ever died from pot. -Thank God.

What a good big brother.