Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm a little boy,

I'm a man, I made this decision,

We'll start. You guys join.

You know, dick vermeil has no business coaching men's football.

Stop your stomping.

Or at least make it to dana's window

¶ but the past keeps getting clearer every day ¶

Maybe, at best, women's volleyball.

Do not hulk out!

That balsamo kid was nice enough to invite us.

Grew a ton, I stink, got acne all over my back.

And whoever's playing the cowboys.

In my house, we root for one team and one team only.

I think you guys should leave.

I don't know who this balsamic character is,

I thought you knew. I didn't.

That I'd forgotten about my crippling fear or heights.

(laughs) I'm just fooling. It's chicken.

Come on! Damn it!

After tonight, dana will never want to see me again anyway.

Eagles and cowboys just don't mix.

Really? You said I wasn't allowed to see her anymore.

To be giving little girls big, honking sparklers.

Adult adam: It was January 7th, 1980-something,

Lainey: I did. Remember?

My dad hates your guts.

Or an exotic trip around the world.

Well, you are really grounded now.

Oh, no. Oh, no. Oh, no.