Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Look, Janet. Marriage means something to Holt.

I found him an hour ago.

Before we get started, no, I'm not an Elvis impersonator.

This Thanksgiving, Janet's watching the kids. All of them.

...and get back to Stoolbend where there's nothing going on.

Holt, we're here to return these kids to their irresponsible mother. Where is she?

Liar. Stay somewhere else.

Wait. Maybe that's them.

Oh, no. It's just one of Holt's stupid Twitter updates.

I've never been out with anybody who tipped a waitress a hundred dollars.

Sipping coffee out of a little Styrofoam cup in a windowless room.

I'm Jon Gosselin.

I need two Sprites, a 7-Up, six baby aspirin, and a Flintstones vitamin. Dino.