Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I've had to scratch and claw for everything I've got.
I love that painted-on eye, man.
- Look at that. Beef squashed, huh? - Okay, wait, wait, hold on a second.
Wanna pack some beef?
Hi, uh, everybody, I'd like to say something, please.
- What? I can't have squash? I can't have blow? - We need you to focus!
Enough is enough. You got to squash it with Snail, all right?
What are you guys doing here?
Hey, man.
- Woof, woof, baby. - Great.
Who am I meant to be thanking, right?
Hey, Frank, I'm giving this guy a handy under the table. Are you jealous?
I know that game, huh?
Just give us an eye. You don’t need both of them.
Because Gail the Snail works at the Wawa, okay?
Buddy, buddy, um, what's the deal with your kids?
I know that game, huh? You want to do a bump here?
moving forward, moving on.
- Okay, good. - All right.
You know, we'll just rent the video, and we'll be out of here.
- Oh, Christ, fine. - Just do it, just do it.
Yeah.
All of it! Everything!
Oh, nice.
- Embrace it. Losing an eye is badass. - It's not badass.
mornings are shit!
and that you guys wanted to be one big happy family again.
“I Know That Game, Huh?“
Sign the treaty!
I want her to be my best friend, yo.
He's the one who is responsible for your empty eyehole.
Why do you always want people to sign creepy documents?
We can't get the sandwiches we want, we can't get the videos we want,