Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

He's not breathing. We need a doctor.

[gasps, imitates cat wailing]

Hey, Jay, why is your dad eating a steak dinner in an old-fashioned barber chair?

Goodbye, Peter Twink-lage.

And then, "Oh, shit. That was meant for someone else."

Oh! That's no good 'cause that's a nice-ass trash can.

Uh, you know, some say I'm a creep.

Was it before or after you came in your Costco jeans?

I think we should look away. You know, out of respect.

...and make a trail from her locker

I'm really good at drawing weapons,

Sure. What do you wanna talk about? Other family members

I'm not gonna hang out with a guy who's best friends with a creep.

Where is this diaper barge going?

You're never gonna get your horn. Nick hates you!

Totally sucked off.

Oh, she's gonna love it!

Disgusting sex monster!

and I thought it would feel good, you know?

but he's falling apart on the inside, just like this building.

Oh, well, for your information, Martha Raye,

♪ A bro-topian sensation ♪

I need to be home in 17 minutes.

[Tyler groans] Nobody warned me it would hurt this much!

What's your hurry? I don't know where I'm sleeping tonight.

Well, I came, and then went.

You're actually losing tomato sauce!

I'm sorry, but I don't want a flyer for your cabaret show.

Uh-oh! Mr. Teenager has his claws out. [meows]

-They ate his flesh from the dick out. -Whoa!

[chanting] Pimp of the Month!

First, you blammo'd on my floor, and then you blammo right out the door.

♪ It's a bachelor's stay-cation ♪

We're just talking about this girl Nick likes.

Yeah, me too. Wanna carpool?

No! Like a man.