Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

No, I'm worried about the guys.
Elvin, let's get away. Get away from the hippie. Come on.
No, no, come on. Come on, stay with me.
- What? - That's what you gotta do.
In there? You stuck them down in there, huh?
Who wants to play True American?
He's sharp as a tack.
I did it because you asked me to.
I'm mad at him. And I've never been mad at him before.
Hangover eggs. They'll stop you from throwing up the rest of the day...
- You sure you don't wanna swing? - No.
- Okay. - Down the hatch.
He never blinks. He's like a tiny little owl. In a shirt.
a slippery germ brick.
I'm trashed.
Elvin, listen, buddy, I think we should talk.
- Oh, no, no. - Oh, my God.
Turning now to the NBA picture, it looks like the west...
- Haberdash on the fly. - Is there an app for that?
or you'll throw up really fast. High risk, high reward.
Hence, the research. My old basketball coach set it up.
Gina, you know me. I'm wearing a tie and everything.
One, two, three, four, JFK.
Hey, hey, we're back here on the Joe Napoli Show.