Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah. I heard that.
We're ready to take responsibility
Waymond, you touch it, you bought it.
Now let's go get some tacos and free smoothies.
Any sign of what's clogging the drain?
It's just skin after all, right?
with the picture of the Rancho Chupacabraj.
I don't know. What do you say, we count to three,
My pecs, my hammies. My gluts, man!
Yeah, fine, we will bring it.
- Come on, jeez. - That's what you got?
We fought, and, uh, Blake curbed me.
Um, this here is a textbook witch hunt--
I know y'all threw that dookie bag.
Just move ahead at your discretion.
Okay, Ders's lawyering didn't work,
- Fine, then. - Mm.