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A hundred shots of beer. I got 10 more to go.
Hike!
Come on. One more play and my dad will know what it feels like to lose.
She submits a self-addressed, blue-ribbon-sized envelope along with her pie.
that kid who pulled scissors on me at the rock-paper-scissors tournament last year...
I'm pleased to announce the winner of this year's county-fair pie contest.
- Dad, why did you do this? - Because I lost.
Yeah!
You're damn right I won't sue if you're paralyzed.
[Cheering]
Now, sweep the leg.
Repeating remainder three. Hike.
What put me over the top this time?
stabbed me bad in the parking lot, ruined my concentration for the whole tourney.
I don't think a make-out session will help, Steve, but I guess that's what coaches do.
- I'll coach my boy's team. - You called me your boy!
[Japanese]
Whoa! Sorry, Malibu Melinda. Look at her pooping with the door open.
What? No, Dad. You can't do that.
Then I come out, yell "Democracy!" And run to my car.
Not this bit. I'm Jack Tripper over here.
You know Carlotta Monterey doesn't even show up to pick up her prizes?
Here's a recipe for Black Muslim Bean Pie.
Dad loves sports. I bet he'd love to watch me play.
Okay, different plan. We need to hit your dad where it hurts.
Now, in six weeks we're gonna play Coach Smith and his Wolverines.