Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

(gasps) Our eight-year-old has turned into a teenager.

"Labour Action at the Biscuit Factory"

(grunting, shouting)

a full-scale riot has broken out

And listen to others, at least a bit.

Aw. Take me for a ride in your truck.

♪ Because everything is horrid except meat ♪

I can see you. I mean, the real you.

I'm not sad, I'm happy.

Lisa, dear, don't let him happen to you.

Oh, la-di-da-di-da.

can predict my taste.

How can Mom take away the only place

(both grunting, laughing)

called Vicodude.

And she's using my stolen credit card.

♪ The flesh that you cover with cheese ♪

"If you hate everything, you might like this."

They're for doing kick-ass truck stuff.

"Vegon." Am I wrong?

For an imaginary friend, you were really keen

Coming to this country and taking our jobs!

ultimate payload

Making sandwiches calms my nerves.

Who will save her?

Uh, best imaginary friend.

oh, these bands are all rubbish,

full of Mom's PB&Js and passed out.