Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What's happening?

Pondy? Where is he?! Where is he?!

I died and went to heaven.

(distorted): Oh, slowin' down.

I would like to take a ride down the Grand Canyon of those honeys.

Great work, bud. You killed it, really.

I don't want to die looking at you, you sack of shit!

(choking) FRANK: Oh. Oh, shit!

FRANK: Oh, look. Dumb bird got a boot on her car.

That's not good. That's not good, Frankie.

Oh, he's getting his ass kicked! Get out of my face, old man,

You got to stay back here on the walkie in case of an emergency.

I hope he doesn't try to touch me.

We could play one quick game of night crawlers

No. DeMarcus. Why can't I think of his name today?

Hey. Here. Take an aspirin.

Ah, Dennis, I know what's happening.

(distorted): Mom, Dad,

We're not. He didn't. That's not what's going on.

FRANK: Come on, think of something cool to say.

FRANK: Oh, look at those Winnebagos.

Get out of the way, Jew. Out of my way. What's happening?

We're sitting shiva, for my Aunt Joyce.

Yeah, the blueprint. I want everybody to map out their positions. Specifically...

Get some strange. Hop in, baby.

Next time Josh Sparkman touches my nipples

Don't touch me! Oh, shit, dude, I'm sorry.

(phone whistles)