Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Tell us.
The race is about to start. Let's kick it back down to the track.
I know you're trying to make me feel better,
are more sure today after a NASCAR driver
Q Anoners
We're trading paint!
so we're gonna drive straight, then we're gonna be turnin' to the left.
That fucking asshole!
- Fuck you! - I'm trying to get good at NASCAR.
Fuck my ass again!
Ahh! Is a another tire! The Jackson Storm and Bobby around your fast! In insist for the watching Bob!
Lots of speculation in the Vagisil car, driven by Eric Cartman.
What do you think, Mr. Hammil?
Alright, keep a lookout. I'll try it here.
$58 worth of canned food and blankets.
I first created Vagisil for my wife, Patty.
What are you doing?
It's just...
So ya'll be sure to catch us in our next race.
Whatever. Fuck you.