Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Uh, I do have a gingerbread man costume in a child's large, if you prefer.

Ow! Goddamn, kid! Fuck!

I know we left on bad terms.

Ho, ho! Come on, you got Jesus and the lambikins watching over you,

Well, if you wanna be scientific, yeah, I guess so.

Well, I ain't afraid of you, bitch! I'll blow a hole through your ass so...

That big bitch is mine.

♪ I just can't wait till Christmas day ♪

Spare some change.

are you a complete fucking retard?

- But, Willie... - No "but, Willie." Goddamn it!

That way, you don't wake up wondering why you got oatmeal in your carpet.

- Tell me it's fucking dirty! - Okay, it's fucking dirty.

- With no teeth, he ought to try dudes. - Terrible.

You've seen them babies with beer bellies.

Hey, Shaft, you ready to stick it to this chick tonight?

Don't even think about it, Willie.

♪ Sleep in heavenly peace ♪

- Grand Theft Auto V. - Nah, I don't care.

'Tis the season of giving!

♪ Tis the season to be jolly Fa la la la la la la la la ♪

- The key, shorty. - Okay, first of all, fuck you!

♪ Christmas ♪

You need a tic tac

And while they're rolling their fat asses down here,

Fine. I'll give you a second chance. If you give me a chance to help you.

Well, I'm proud to say that my pussy is color-blind, so you never know.

I'm Davis, you're Cook. End of fucking story.

Meantime, we wear the suit, hit the pavement,

You know, I smoked two packs of menthols a day,

Please don't make me picture that. I'm on it.

I guess the abortion didn't take.

- That's it. We're cutting him out. - What? Fuck no.

Or I won't let it hit me in the ass. Whatever the fuck it is.

Son, this bus goes to the Arrowhead Premium Outlets.

- Don't do that. - Oh, that's for me.

- Where at? - Chi-Town.

I mean, the one time your son of a bitch father

Fine! If it's an emergency, call me, all right?

♪ With a corn cob pipe and a button nose And two eyes made of out coal ♪

- Merry Christmas. - Yeah.

And pure shit on a good day.

If I cut ties with every numbnut who tried to shoot me,

Think she knows?

Clitoris, son. Do it for Mama.

They have Hungry Hoagies there too.

Welcome to the shit show.

But I've worn the suit enough to know a perfect Christmas gift when I see one.

- This ain't no strip joint. - What a fucking Sokes family.

You, me. Before I fucked it all up.

Not a chance. Nah, this chassis' built to last.

Hang on a second here.

- Shit. How'd you get that? - He tapped that security girl.

- Cutting her out after the grab. Right? - Yeah, yeah. We're good.

Whoa! You go, little sperm. Get up in there.

♪ Right outside my door ♪

- Oh, oh, fuck me. I'm so dirty. - Yeah.

You're part of the family now.

We're going to Mexico.

We power it down, we have ten minutes before it reboots.

I wasn't the worthless piece of shit everybody else thinks I am.

Come on, shitstick. Bring it on home to Mama.

Are you off of your goddamn nut? Is that what you do?

has hallucinogenic aftereffects if you eat too much of it.

Fuck me like the dirty little slut that I am.

- And how are you supposed to get it? - You mean, how are we supposed to get it?

- Let's go, come on! - I'm on it.

Make it ten, and I'll let you do that thing with my shoe.

I bet that pussy got lips like an orangutan.

♪ Shepherds quake at the sight ♪

I never would've gotten pregnant with you.

- Well, you don't know shit, then, do you? - Hey, listen, before we had midget...

That guy never rocked a clit in his life.

Hell if I know, I ain't his fucking secretary.