Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What... We're a two-man band.
How do you like that?
Nothing. Just turn it off.
What are you talking about?
Adult adam: For my dad, that was his definition of no fun.
Come on.
Well, you do if you want to keep the magazine.
Because all I do around here
And then you point at the meats, and they give you the meats.
I'm canceling it.
We'll be rock gods.
Talk about out of my league.
(drumming stops) no! This garage belongs to us!
(alarm clock thuds) hey.
Thank you for chiming in.
Guess that's over now.
Go practice somewhere else!
Thank you, philadelphia.
Who does that? Me. Go.
¶ we've got the right to choose and
I'm gonna have to rewrite it.
Are gonna beg to be my best friend.
It's show business, not show friends, am I right?
Thank you, veterans stadium! Good night!
When your favorite video finally came on. (both squealing)
Adult adam: My mom wasn't the only one
Just leave me alone.
Okay, so we weren't twisted sister,