Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm saying, do you think she knows that her fucking husband

Where the fuck have you been? We gotta lock everything down for tomorrow.

The stage is yours.

Randall sounds Irish. I want something whiter.

The money you helped us raise, it gave Christmas to these kids.

When you walk out those doors, you're representing us.

And then, you can go to the common room and pick up your uniforms.

What are you gonna do? Try and kill yourself again?

- I think he knows better by now, okay? - Hey, hey, hey.

fuck me really hard wierd sounds

♪ And the snow is falling on the ground ♪

- Goddamn. - That's Diane Hastings.

Christ, am I the only one getting anything done here tonight?

Because I didn't want you to spend Christmas alone.

♪ Silent night ♪

Well, you don't see something like that every day.

Hey. We still good for tomorrow? The plan.

For his own good.

Oh, yeah. Don't worry. I'll find you. But, hey, do Santy a favor, will you?

Oh, God! Oh, make Mama cum.

I'm 21 . Officially a man.

Yeah. Okay, All right. Good deal.

This is really not the right place for you to be, okay?

That's a lot of fat-ass bitches and whiskey.

He'd love to, darling. Strong, strapping man like him.

Okay, call Detective O'Neill at Precinct 12.

♪ Frosty the Snowman Is a fairy tale they say ♪

and just fuck that pussy like you can't imagine.

It's gonna be the easiest 20 bucks you ever made.

Is the oven on? Are you making Hot Pockets?

- And that's no shit. - Um... thanks?

What, do you have a speaker up there?

has been one long fucking miserable nightmare most of the time.

I'm in this for the dough, period. You get me?

Well, I'd like to say it's because I've missed you, my angel.

You don't stop till I say stop!

♪ For the holidays ♪

So can you come? And then maybe after we can go to SantaCon or...

♪ How he came to life one day ♪

Nothing and no one is getting in the way of me spreading my joy!

- Who? - You know, the redheaded gal, Diane.

Now, hang on a second. You're firing me?

Will you be able to find me at my grandma's house in Grand Rapids?

And that's our target. Right here.

You know the rules and you're flouting them

I mean, give a broke-dick motherfucker a chance, will you?

Just a sign of a weak liver.

Recon. Good. We'll go tonight.

- So that's what smells like nut sack. - Boy, have a beer.

The concert's in five days.

What do you want, a fucking jackhammer? Goddamn, I nearly broke my fucking pelvis.

How we looking, Alice?

♪ Christmas, Christmas ♪

but then they shot him like eight times in the back.

Because no one's going to be at our Chicago house for two weeks.

♪ All these things and more ♪

Evacuate the concert! And search everyone.

♪ Down to Dixie's sunny shore ♪

But, um, I gotta tell you, you got gigantic titties.

Ain't that but a bitch!

- ♪ Holy night ♪ - Oh, my gosh.

Well, good. I'll tell them you said hello, okay?

Hey, listen, can you kind of stay up on the business end

Excuse me... little people, we had Willie.

Goddamn. Are you a complete fucking retard?

didn't put it in my ass, I had to go and get pregnant.

- Cook, let's go. - See you in my dreams, chief.

You get one hit of me and you'll be addicted.

All right, honey. Good girl.

As you know, Christmas is a time for giving.

- because he seems like the shy type. - Okay.

And it's actually better because then you get to pick the people

I was just telling your mom how you're a hero.

I'll make sure she knows you got the hots for her.

I need a refill.

Like sex? Or booze?

- Three minutes, Willie, come on! - Shut the fuck up! I can't hear.

Then, you're gonna see something that looks like some kind of Japanese food.

Uh, happy holidays, Mr. Cook. Consider your freedom a gift from me.

You can't have every stray following you around like a lost puppy.