Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I can tell you that I am 100 percent not gay.
Doesn't that look great?
I guess that goes without saying, doesn't it?
It's about that one week in the year...
It looks like my ex-wife.
Jot learns a lesson about obeying his parents after he defies his mother and has to go to Sunday school with dirty hands.
I don't need to hear crap from hippie freaks in denial.
Well, let me ask you this. Why-? Where do you think Mr. Hat went?
My mom signed me up for swimming lessons at the pool. Want to come?
Screw you guys !
You're screwing up the song.
What the-?
No, you don't! Summer vacation doesn't start for you little bastards...
We're sorry... Our bad
Okay, everyone in the pool.
Well, keep looking.
I don't know where Mr. Hat is. Garrison, I've got bigger problems.
- Mr. Hat isn't real. - Right.
Because some kid blew his hands off, we don't get to buy M-80s?
It's beautiful.
I think you're the loony one in this room.
- Like a hunk of dirt with a carrot. - Crap.