Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[electricity zapping] - [yelping]

You wanna give me a hint of what we're doing here?

on this plane of existence is public transportation.

- Mm...fine, but I'm-- I'm not allowed to talk.

and the only way for him to reclaim it is through you.

INICHOOCHIAMA: [laughs]

- Been a long time since I pulled an all-nighter.

that most people have no clue exist,

I think they're drawn to Chrissy or something.

- They were all pieces of shit.

You carried him this whole show.

SELLER: Get your Choochie tchotchkes.

- [whimpers, groans]

- Ow. [inhales sharply]

- Wow, I haven't seen anyone do something like that since...

- Oh, getting right to it. Okay.

- I knew something was wrong from the moment the show began.

- You're with an all-powerful being, honey.

♪♪ You're moving farther away ♪♪

You should see the scar from the vaginal tear I had

SINGER: ♪♪ Looking from a window above ♪♪

while taking a shit.

and the realms are like the stores in it.

I'm not the one who obliterated an entire arena.

- Mum's the word.

- Oh, Jesus, Darlene,

- Jeez, that was some sweet meat you just burnt.

LAURA: [groans]

Imagine this whole place as a shopping mall

forced me out onto the dance floor,

- Hi. Your soul is gorgeous.

of these septuagenarians for my latest novella.

LAURA: I said leave it to me. DARLENE: Oh!

Folks are gonna lose their shit.

- Everett. - Laura. Tell you what.

- We're going to another realm?

- Her childhood being no picnic, you know?

but it narrows your scope.

[laughter echoing]

- [roars] - Oh, never mind.