Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

That lady is layin' it on thick.

And I still don't have my sermon yet,

I did not need this today.

Didn't look like much at first, but this thing was tricked out.

I thought that was you, Father Joe, out in the wild.

FATHER JOE: Nope, I didn't finish my sermon.

so people don't fall asleep and choke on their drool.

-You got this. -Ah!

-Because I think that's--Kelly? -(wheezes, gags)

Please respect that.

SHRUB (muffled): Wait, what? Hey, hey, hey, hey, guys.

It was, like, fwho. And I was, like, aaah!

Shooting pains all up and down.

I just wish I knew what to write my sermon about.

Oh, my God, that's the poop emoji, [bleep].

that I was a stunt woman on the intake form.

Do you enjoy baking?

unlimited sugar packets, which is dope.

-Muffin... -BOTH: To Worry About!

I do not like this.

Father Joe definitely didn't need to hulk out like that,

I've texted him.

Did you know that Mandy is an accomplished tattoo artist?

Then they'll leave you alone.

Father Joe, I need help going to the bathroom.

Just currently living that emergency room life.

It almost makes me forget about my leg.

I mean, we have been here for an eternity.

Look, I know you two are a packaged deal.

Well, this is kind of embarrassing,

Have you tried calling him?

I can see that you are an artist, Shrub.

All right, Sandra Dee. Calm down.

Um, over here, we have the beverage station,