Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

♪ Dads up the wazoo ♪

And if anything, I'm gonna pressure him, so…

I am scared and aroused,

Is she, uh, taking your last name or can I have it?

♪ So fucking Lola ♪

♪ Bros 4 Life! ♪

The heat of this gargantuan Hot Pocket is the only warmth I deserve.

of my already storied and very fascinating life.

ever since the Knights of St. Joseph,

Dad, I told Diane we're doing this, so we're doing it.

We saw you on TV, sweetie,

Dad, you lock your dick up in a little box that only Mom can open?

-Andrew, sweetie, time to go. -Oh God.

Well, because I decided to get my settlement…

Wait, what? Dads, why are you saying these things?

-[trumpets sound] -Hark. Be that fanfare in the distance?

-You got it, Lola. -This rocks.

the court rules in favor of Miss Skumpy.

You're locked in with no possibility for parole.

♪ I got two gay pubes To comfort me when I'm lonely ♪

How apropos of my recent life developments.

I was wondering if maybe you'd take me to a daddy-daughter dance this weekend?

Seamus, listen up.

Uh, come again?

Hey, you're the reason I can't satisfy my wife.

Missy, uh, there you are.

No wonder she's such a ball-busting hag.

Sir Rodney is a man of valor.

[chorus] ♪ Who's no one louder than? ♪

♪ I'm the baddest, raddest, hottest ♪

I think we should conduct a proper DNA test.

-[Missy] Oh. -Okay, this dance is ridiculous, right?

Sick. I was promised squalor and squalor was delivered.

You can't live here anymore. This place should be condemned.

-Yeah, bitch. -Andrew, focus.

He'll draw you up on the cross, and holding a basketball if you want.