Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

No More Pokémon, No More Yu-Gi-Oh!, No More Bakugan, No More Digimon!!!
Well, you need to get the fuck out of my office!
Exactly! It doesn't matter what happened because we're Lovebugs!
-People have their own lives. -Whoa! She showed up!
No Eye of the tiger, no back in black, no royals, no Counting the Beat.
This sweat suit is a sweet-suit. Loose elastic for comfy times.
Hi, uh, can we talk?
-What's up, my man? -"Tiger clit powder"?
But all we did was fuck, and the odd blowjob,
Wait, what happened to me being perfect and right?
Who knew he'd grow up to be such an aggressive driver?
My mantra is on there, "The only way out is through."
You know who she reminds me of?
-That's an OSHA violation! -Get out! Shoo!
-…poo-poos. -Oh, my God.
I dunno, what do you think, should I apologize?
Please, Rock, deal with this sweater man. I have to find my mama.
Her Ambition Gremlin, her Appetite Sprite, her Bladder Badger.
You took her where? To give her candy?
And got to eat candy with my friend, Lindsay Lohan.
-Wait, Yara?
but with you two, the hard-on is real.
But you need to stop punishing yourself because you're happy and Emmy's miserable.
Well, I imagine it's because you ruined the biggest brunch of her life.
I want to pray for Mama.
No, no, no. We don't have time for you, Keith from Greece.
Good idea, Rock. Nabilah, I'm going to look for Mama!
No Robot Chicken, No South Park, No American Dad, No Family Guy!
Um, uh, menthol Juul, and two of your finest scratchers.
Where's Walter?
-Would you ask guys to do this? -Of course I would!
Don't post photos of your kids if they're not cute.
He left Rochelle in charge.
She lied about their dalliance only to later feign innocence,
What's wrong with these people?
I didn't think you'd come.
Well, maybe they'll ask you to lead the meeting
I'm sorry, Keith, but now is really not a good time.
-Teta, you okay?