Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What about the boys?

doesn't make you a better mother than me!

- And why are you tracking my mom like that?

You see this, ladies?

- Fuck nice. I'd take the psycho

there's an orphanage up the block.

[gasps] chrissy. God damn it, laura.

and I was like, "wait, your name is darlene too?"

[fake crying] - I'm not soft.

what the hell are you looking at?

baka: What's the haps, satan? Satan: Huh? Oh.

- My life is not my own!

paula: ♪ who'd-a thought ♪

- Come on, saty, do that

[chuckles] - okay, sure.

- Guys, you need to go.

to be in her shoes right now.

Where were you?

from her pain, her body.

- I don't care about the stupid potluck,

- Like I was with your moms last night.

- She must be going through a lot of stuff.

Just gotta clean up.

at the make-out point, or as the kids call it,

- I'm tired of having to hide my anger

Satan in cadaver: Reverse ribbed condoms

descend into the haunted well...

- All of her teachers think so too.

so anyways, I found out my chiropractor was