Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-[laughs nervously] -What? Lose my manhood? I'd rather die.
I suppose I'll just, uh, finish up here.
Kontol kontol kontol kontol kontol Kontol kontol kontol kontol kontol
I would've been the hot one.
Well, I realized what I really want out of life.
We sure did.
Let's just leave the salads.
Connie, I don't like these jokes. Baby can hear.
Next season, new cast! I don't give a fuck.
Of course I did, Maury.
Such as?
Well, now that it's here growing little hooves and horns in my tummy…
Uh, I don't need you, of all people, "with me."
Sure, some of the food would've been fine,
-[groaning] -Oh, my.
Oh, man, I wish you and I hadn't been so smart and correct about that storm, Pete.
[anxiously] Pete, mate, you gotta help! One of my dicks is stuck!
You talk like a book! Shut the fuck up!
-Are you fucking serious? -What do you want from me?
♪ Hey, that's just the way that I feel ♪
-Is that a good idea? -Uh…
Are you okay?
[ominous music playing]
-[scoffs] -You know what,
I love you. I missed you.
Oh, really? Hey, you! I don't want you!
-Ahh! -[Barry] Oh, God!
Ha! No, no, no, I'm not pregnant. I couldn't be.
[chuckling] Poopy.
-[all shriek] -[Rochelle] Jesus fucking Christ!
-Okay. -You'll always be my favorite, you.
What? But I'm the hot one.
-[clanks] -[gasps] Oh, goodness! Oh, me, oh, my!
Becca, dude, enough with the petty bullshit.
[grunting]
-Oh, God. -And my ass.