- Clint just needs to have 'one little WHITE lie' about going to Vegas with Tracie (Oh you mean, "Motherfucking crack!"), but Tracie just wants to be honest with her in-laws
- Okay, daddy! I love it.
- Ummmmm, look at this skinnTy Christmas Chuck Norris Jesus Tree
- GET HIM, NYLA!!!!!!!!!!!!! GET HIM!!!!!!!!!
- Lizzie and her Chi-Chis are now California Dreamin' and ring Sad Sack Scott's doorbell but Lizzie's Bazungas ask, "Harpo who dis woman?" It was just his friend Sharlene
- Sarah and her Ebbing and Flowing Blaccent are about to give birth
- Popeyes would like to be excluded from this narrative. Michael gets a taste of his own medicine as Megan admits she flirted with his friend. So some phone flirting is the big secret?????? Do better WEtv
- Brittany and Sascha meet to discuss Sascha's sentencing and how Brittany will not be able to visit her friend
- the producer rehearsed slap is a dud
- Lizzie's right spaghetti strap is trying to hold on, but those Bazookas said "Alexa, please play The Ohio Players, "I Want to be Free"
- You Mormon? Who Mormon? (Shouts out to Steele for dropping some relationship truths that everyone needs to hear.)
- Brittany is being responsible and Misogylino is lecturing her on responsibility because he's an asshole
This episode has been brought to you by learning that being 75 minutes late for your mother in law's brunch is truly a crime against humanity.