Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Remember last week when your dick fell off?

When is the last time Renzo wrote you a love letter?

Thanks for the butthole pic, sucker!

I only want the best childhood for Fichael and I don't know what I'm doing.

Oh my God. Did you fake that one too?

I've been granting Wendigo wishes all goddamn day.

Oh, I'm so glad we're finally alone. [chuckles]

Okay, team, I've run this play a thousand times with my dad

-I don't know. I panicked. -Act normal! Act normal!

That's Queen Flammy, sir.

29, 94, 30, 19.

which means that your consciousness now exists in both bodies.

where is the real Scootie?

Gots to show her what's on the menu.

Ha ha! I'm back! It worked!

Ah, at last, time for my afternoon delight.

decree that I shall join the blue team

My goodness, that was close.

-Well, good luck with that shit. -Hey, you can't leave us like this!

Real Scootie, if you up there, I'll see you one day.

He's the kind man who sold us the new arm for our son.

Now, first team to 14 blarney baskets wins

Now I've got my own memory gun.

And there go the teeth!

and get out before you return to normal size.

[adventurous music playing]

Barry, you gotta help me.

-So, uh, who'd you sell my ass to? -That guy.

-Why would you say that? -[alarm blares]