Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Phil's always, like, “Don't touch my stuff. Don't touch my stuff.”

When I finished high school, all I had was $3 in my pocket. So what did I do? I bought a house, a car, and started a family. And the other $2 went into my savings.

All right, ease on down.

[ Jase ] So much for the duck calls.

My dad never comes to the warehouse. I mean, never.

[ Phil ] That looked like my chair.

Hey, you about to lose your cup.

Okay? But when it comes to me, he's my nephew.

[Willie ] 'Cause no matter how dumb an idea is...

We're in modern times.

I do have hoarding tendencies.

But that doesn't pay the bills.

Come and get it.

[Willie ] Willie the C.E.O. loves to work...

He was like fat guy in a little coat?

However, we need a refurbishing of it.

Watch the extension. There you go.

Kay, it's out of control.

[ Miss Kay] If he broke that typewriter, he's gonna pay for that.

The first time I went squirrel hunting, I was six years old.

Miss Kay, tell me that was not my chair heading up the road with them hippie girls.

- They blew that sucker to- - Well, speaking of getting rid of things-

What, exactly, is the problem? Why is it taking so long?

Kay, there's so much crap in here, I can't find nothing!