Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

because I didn't wanna come.
Wait, wait, Emmy, I was being sarcastic!
Are you ready to go, Teta?
Now, I didn't wanna say this earlier, and I don't wanna upset you,
-Oh! Holy hell! Can I help you? -Actually, I'm here to help you.
Ugh, I-- I guess I was just mad that other people were happy for her.
-And… -Amir, are you okay?
Are you happy now?
I've been fighting with friends on Facebook.
I'll take care of her.
I just wanted to work and love up my babies.
No, Natalie, she is not okay.
-Okay, Mama, time for breakfast.
Oh, boy, this is awkward.
But he was kind.
If that'll end this conversation, then yeah.
Maybe don't say your heart stops?
-Hug! Hug! Hug! -Ugh, fine.
And, Amir, you, you're breaking my heart, man.
You know, Peter, you've got a really sassy mouth.
and weirdly unwilling to believe that you'd make hard love to a toilet.
-And again, I am so, so sorry to hear-- -Yeah, we don't need your pity.
Come on, smoking hot and a team player? Let's hear it for my girl!
They're basically rubbing it in our faces.
No Robot Chicken, No South Park, No Simpsons, No Family Guy!
But, Dad, Teta doesn't even know who we are.
You're a cool ass bitch.
In the carnal sense, sure.
No Eye of the tiger, no back in black, no royals, no Counting the Beat.
You're a mean, smug know-it-all who takes whatever she wants,
No More Pokémon, No More Yu-Gi-Oh!, No More Bakugan, No More Digimon!!!