Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[tires screech]
♪ She didn't flinch when she bought you an XL bedpan ♪
I can help. I-I'm a French neurosurgeon.
Luann, we're not feeling very "woo."
And you're not here for me.
Helen, are you okay?
what was the question?" [laughs]
in the story of lunch.
♪ Your fungus has infections ♪
♪ Incompetent husband, just be a grown man ♪
Uh, no?
That's the kingdom's job.
now is the time.
Oh, we're just getting started.
♪ You weren't even injured ♪
We have a middle finger on the playground.
I don't have a problem with drinking.
I enjoy it.
[gasps] I knew this day would co--
-[crying] -[sighs]
to get inspired.
♪ To soothe the rash on your junk ♪
I want-a my mamma!
I mean... citizens?
[groans] Fine.
They gonna send-a me away forever.
A ship carrying America's entire supply of cigarettes
Don't you dare take-a my sweet, sweet, sweet
I'm not young.
It's not the wine.
♪
Salt.
Mama, could you tell me a story?
a party of knights of the Order of the Bachelor