Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

♪ Shake it to the east, baby Shake it all night ♪

What are you, a fucking game show host or something?

Of course you may have to make the first move,

That asshole Regent ended up getting busted

That's the ugliest fucking baby on the planet.

Look at this, this is not so bad. Look, you got bunk beds.

Merry fucking Christmas.

Well, he'd get panic attacks. It was embarrassing.

Can't you see I'm trying to eat a fucking pizza here?

- Merry Christmas. - Yeah, whatever.

I did it once, but it felt weird.

For four weeks.

♪ Whoa, it's Christmas time, pretty baby ♪

Then you should go home, like I told you to start with.

Think about somebody besides your fucking selves.

I don't mean to be indiscreet, but I do pretty well.

Po Po Po Po Power with Bearglove

Life sucks a big, giant dick, kid.

- Will we have Christmas together? - Fuck, I don't know.

I'm a soprano. My friend Ronnie says I sound like Mariah Carey.

You a woman of high standards,

I knew I should've left, second I saw your miserable fucking face.

You picked that douche bag up when you were sober?

Okay, I'll go. But this package came to my house for you, Willie.

- Chair? - Chair!

You know fucking well you did.

- The bag goes with me. - You mean with us.

Oh, here he comes.

goes to this A-hole at the top.

For the kids. I won't piss on the suit. I really won't.

- Get in! - You get in!

And I broke that sacred bond. It's not an excuse.

I also found what was the closest thing I ever had to an actual girlfriend.

No, seriously. I did get you a gift.

And second of all, what in the fuck is he doing here?

You know how caramels make Mama belch. Remember?

What? Call the police!

Oh, oh, yes! Oh, oh, yes! Yes, oh, come get there.

Willie? It's me, Thurman.

♪ Frosty the Snowman Was a jolly happy soul ♪

You got smaller.

- Time? - Concert starts in five.

I found out the hard way once when I messed with my own kind.

- Can you crack the safe? - Of course I can crack the fucking safe.

with that diseased-ass dick of yours.

Oh, well, if we're being honest, I don't like being lied to.

Okay, feed the kids. Come on. Give it up.

The midget. He tried to kill you once. I'm not gonna give him a second chance.

- What'd you think? I was just hatched? - Well, where were you born?

You know what, just kind of stay in this section right here, okay?

All right, big shot. You can stay out here with your GD flask.

'Cause I'm pretty sure crabs can jump. All right?

- I hadn't gotten 'tussed up in a while. - Yeah.

♪ Silent night ♪

Maybe next time, you'll feel comfortable speaking.

Drop the weapon! Get down!

If you gotta take a shit just stand over it, couple of feet away,

Oh, yeah? Well, joke's on you because my wife died six months ago. Boom!

Hey, Di. Is it the midget that's fully proportional?

or wanna show me pictures of her fucking vacation.

A hundred. Or I'm gonna carry my ass outta this old piece of a room right now.

He's home-schooled.

Well, you talk like you have a cock in your mouth, shitstick.

I'm telling you, if it had a butt, he'd try to fuck it.

then you're talking about something.

You look like a fucking albino scarecrow.

and then punishes you because you were naughty.

He heard "Pop That Pussy" in the vent, and that is a big fucking deal.

- Shot put. Olympic alternate. - Nice.

Because I can. Wouldn't be the first time.

up to the brim, every day.

♪ Christmas, Christmas ♪

And she's a mean fucking bitch, so don't go getting any ideas, all right?

I'll break it down, all right.

Wait, bring up my office, I wanna see the safe.

Well, it must've been packed to the gills

kicked him out of the hotel and the ejaculate conception

She liked the job I had at the time, especially while I was in uniform.

Christmas in general gets me so drenched.

♪ Well, it's Christmas time, pretty baby ♪

Fuck me, Santa!

Now listen, don't be sitting on any toilet seats.

It's just a semi. Don't get all bent out of shape.

But you gotta understand, it was only business.

but he was clueless enough to think

Fuck! Oh! Get out of my brain!

♪ Gee, the traffic is terrific ♪

I don't know about that.

- And another fucking corner. - Stop it, Willie.

Who gives a shit? As long as she doesn't get in the way.

But you're still my Santa.

- What about the alarm system? - It's a Centaur 2100.

- Cough medicine. - Let me see that.

Well, bless your heart. Cheap little fucker.

- Nothing else? Shit. - The guy's a ghost.

And without further ado, I would like to introduce our choirmaster, Renee.