Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yeah, seriously, Clay?
'cause I couldn't get the key.
Yup. The first annual gathering of
we can still have a romantic getaway.
And Mayo
for the burger conference, I'm assuming...
Terrible plan. Seriously, Clay?
My parents are out of town.
A couple of handfuls of crushed pretzels.
It's okay, I guess.
and everyone at the hotel hates you,
Go. Wolf it.
Um, I'm really not allowed to light the grill by myself.
Caught it. No, wait, I think I dropped it.
What a jerk. I was just kidding around.
When you gotta go, you gotta go, Fluffy. I'm Peter. Yeah! When you gotta go, you gotta go, Fluffy. And I'm Hoppy Hopscotch too.
And, Teddy, I don't know if this will interest you,
Some ship sees a huge dog in the fog?!
She's too good for you!
No not on the... anywhere. Oh?
That's a pretty name. Look,
Good-bye, Linda.
That's not too bad, right? Uh-huh.
It's Tina. Right.
Jonas likes me and he invited me out
How much are they paying you?
Shh-shh-shh- shh-shh.
All right, well, I'll... I'll happily put on Tina
Who likes The Mentalist? Hands are going up.
I'm totally comfortable with having you all here.
My temporary house, my temporary rules.
It's a gathering. Where like-minded young adults
Louise is asleep.
I'll go right, you go left. Mm-hmm.
It's a melodica.
Who wants to taste it? Me!
So, just went with the first idea, huh?
the North Atlantic Burger Lovers.
They're gonna be damp at the very least.
My oldest temporary niece Tina ran off with your delivery boy.
Jonas! The sandwich boy.
Mm, mm, mm.