Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Son of a... - Jeffrey, I'm dying.

Well, what do I know? I'm Jeff Winger's dumb gay dad.

Ok, bluff called

Shirley, we both know that you and I are the most hated in the group.

Oh. I should probably tell you.

I was nostalgic from a very early age.

How'd it go? Huh?

So I'm re-queathing this tiara.

Pierce, what happened? We were all so worried.

He'd like to see Annie next. You know what? No.

I completely understand and I can call it off.

They're your true family now.

It's easier to tell a story when you can cut to people explaining things.

- Jeff! - No, no, no.

He thinks friendship is a competition , and he's trying to get the upper hand.

Smell you later. He said it's a recording

I'm sorry I can't come any closer, my boy.

I'm so sad, I don't know what to do. Usually if I need to cheer up,

Pierce, we're sorry we didn't respond quickly enough to your pill addiction.

Oh well. Less work for Kunta

on its way to this very hospital. Should be here in an hour or so.

He's gonna give us gifts. Oh, cool.

What? Yeah, maybe.

But you're really stupid with your money.