Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Sometimes I worry about her,

- Why are you here? What's your plan?

- Jesus Christ, I wish you were dead.

- Ugh! What is this, an open mic night?

[electricity zapping] LAURA: Come on, bud.

- I'm just a single girl looking for a fun night out.

- It's Chrissy! And Feinberg.

So how long have you been a serial killer?

If I stay any longer, I will kill someone.

you need to be honest from the start.

- You okay, Daddio?

EVERETT: I know we just met, but...

[laughs] Look at this,

[with deeper voice] You think so?

You thought I'd be into a puppet propaganda show

the ruler who will fuck, marry, and kill you,

instead of being steamrolled by some delusional optimist.

- Chooch, honey, what's happening?

Stay here, and don't move.

I'm gonna kill the girl who shot my dick off.

- You'd think they'd have a better system by now,

Remember, if it bleeds, he can kill it.

- Hot diggity dog!

- And I'm just winging it. SATAN: Ow!

You messed up, Dad.

CROWD: Choochie, Choochie,

SATAN: Gorgeous.

That's not a sex thing, is it?

through all this shit.

all about signing your pact?

and you've always been the guy who...

- Chillax, we're not gonna bond over a sandwich.

[chain saw buzzing]

an audience member will choose the exterminator

[fingers snap] You must beat me.

That went better than I thought it would.