Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

No wonder you never get any.
I don't know. Seems like a pretty good kid.
Hey, that's not barbecue language, young lady!
just, uh, skip second and go right to third.
No more hot dogs!
good, clean, Lynyrd Skynyrd-lovin' Americans.
At least Rocky wins in the end.
No, Kitty! I thought we were going to talk about that.
That's the dumbest thing I've ever heard!
I ate 14 hot dogs yesterday!
I think Donna thinks you love her...
Yeah, sure is a hot dog.