Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

My beautiful genius.
Eh, there comes a point in every gay man's life
Kid, you don't know what you're doing.
-Invite him here. -(whispering) What?
Come on! Oh, hell yeah!
we were so flattered.
Four months!
broke his leg and had to be put down.
-Brandi's a ton of fun. -(sighs)
Did she seem passive-aggressive?
We're gonna look like such flakes.
Well, I used to look at her
-I don't think so. -Why not?
And I mean, look at him.
She's clearly still upset with us.
Listen to me, you're never going to see Sherry ever again.
-Ew. -Dede needs me.
I'm Dylan's mom, Farrah.
(grunts) Love you.
(door closes)
Of course.
What were you thinking
Doesn't sound like me.
CLAIRE: Phil.
I'm really sorry,
It's so weird. Jerry has such a type.
Don't you dare.
We set them up, they'll glom onto each other,
I couldn't talk to Sherry before the show,
How can the same people that gave us the haiku
Yeah, and I'm-- I'm suddenly aware
It's okay.
-That's literally what you did. -(doorbell rings)
every time I was down?
Hello, family.
or should we do it in the kitchen?
-Um, no. -No.
He reminds me so much of you.
-Okay. -(clicks tongue)
Pretty good, huh?
Your mother is in pain right now.
Well, only after our star