Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

oh shit, there’s stickers…
I didn't want to do this, but I'm gonna have to...
and he has not gotten back to me, which means he hasn't gotten it yet.
All right. I'll give you...
All right. Which way is it, dude? Which way? Uh, let's try this way.
Well- What grounds? Where do we even begin?
Well, if you- if you read it out of context...
Riot juice! It's like rum punch!
I was wondering maybe if you could help get me in the game, you know,
A countersuit, Charlie? And the Philly Phrenetic.
Grain Alcohol. Whenever there's a potential riot, I'm getting blasted on grain alcohol.
How are we gonna sneak in though, bro? Security's gonna be crazy.
Dennis, Charlie, why don't you go to the parking lot, get us a good spot.
- Is it the grip? Is the grip the problem? - Hey, you guys.
You'll get jacked out before you get anywhere close. Oh. Oh!
But the point is, we did get stuck in that linen closet for six days.
He's in there breathing the poison.
We gotta get those tickets. I gotta get to Chase! Goddamn it.
I work out all the time! You only work out your glamour muscles, and you know it.
"I love your hair. You run fast.
Try to look inconspicuous. Inconspicuous?
YOU DO NOT HAVE THE CORE STRENGTH TO SCALE THE FACADE OF CITIZENS BANK PARK
Help! Hey! Somebody help us!
In Scooby-Doo, secret tunnels are always behind shelves. There's gonna be one.
we should probably start at the top of the story.
- Are you kidding me? - Dude, people love that guy. - We love him.
I left 'em on the coffee table! Get 'em!
So just- Okay. What is in this letter?
great physical and emotional trauma.
Yeah. How does the hotel not run out of towels for six days?
That guy's, like, five years younger than you. You know that, right?
Frank! Hey, where are the tickets?
I'll have to scale the building, cut a hole in the tent, smash through the window.