Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Well, you better be.
Yeah, well, I want a hand release but you don't see me holding my breath, do you?
- You got 60 bucks? - No.
Oh!
- Look, I'll try to make it. Okay? - Okay. I'll look for you, Willie.
All right. Fifty, or I'll just go get your mother.
Halle-fucking-lujah!
Okay, so here's how it's gonna go down. He's already asked me where his cherry is.
But I don't mind. I'm just into, you know, more mature, experienced guys.
- We'll cut her out after the grab. - Damn right.
Goddamn it, let go of the fucking bag!
You must be high on some strong shit, Willie.
Hey! You get that key?
I gotta see who the dingleberry gives his last rose to,
Willie?
- Sure you won't die up there? - I've done smaller spaces, trust me.
- And now I'm here to make it up to you. - Why are you even out of the joint anyway?
You know, some people can have one drink and they're fine.
- A fucking sultan! - Not in this lifetime, Sparky.
I'm talking microphones, cameras, everything.
- You run the joint. - Cook, you crack me up.
Do you not take a hint? I fucking told you that I ain't that guy.
Oops!
Well, I always wanted to shit on a tattooed dick
You are standing on my spot.
I'll see if I can find you a cat somewhere.
Just think of the damage we could do. Just the two of us. All the time.
Guess I did learn one thing about family from that crazy bitch.
Concert's tomorrow night. So you better step up, buddy boy.
♪ O'er the fields we go Laughing all the way ♪
I'm gonna live like a king this time.
Fucking dimes? Are you shitting me?
and the drummer that didn't have shit to give him but some perfume...
I said I'd get it done by somebody else.
And tear your little panties off and get that ass in my face
♪ Christmas, Christmas ♪
- Where's your friend at? - I ain't got any fucking friends!
And then I'd... spit them right in your little mouth.
- Not arrested. I was detained. - Yeah. Shot of gin.
And August. Yeah.
Now please join me in welcoming the Giving City Children's Choir.
♪ Christ the savior is born ♪
For a minute there, I thought you were going soft.
I guess there is a God.
♪ And the snow is falling on the ground ♪
It's my birthday.
Goddamn it.
Yeah, well, I want a hand release,
- I like your confidence. - I'd light you up like the Fourth of July.
- I said I don't give a shit, okay? - Fine. I get it. You're mad at me.
Oh, yes. I have it right here.
You should be throwing me a fucking parade.
♪ Christmas, Christmas, Christmas ♪
- Hello. What's your name? - I'm Thurman. Thurman Merman.
Ah, fuck.
Yeah? Well, you keep telling yourself that.
Not a man or a woman or an animal or anything.
♪ Christ the savior is born ♪
♪ Shake it to the left Shake it to the right ♪
He can't even crack his own ass. Fuck that.
Well, fuck, that's all we got.
Well, there's no sense in us both going down.
And the King Midas or one of them threatened to cut the kid in half,
I'll up your commission to five percent.
Hey. You know what? I got you a gift.
♪ Holy infant so tender and mild ♪
But, uh, in the meantime, let's you and me head out, all right?
- Don't blame it on the snapper. - I was pussy-blind. I'm ashamed.
I hate your guts, motherfucker. But business is business.
- Later, Opal. - Mm-hmm.
- Today is your fucking birthday? - Uh-huh.
- You are hurting inside. - Is that right?
Daddy Fuck me like a dirty little slut
You better get out of here.
- What? - Go on and say it.
Hell, I didn't even know I'd given birth until I tripped over him.
- No, more. - Oh, fuck me, Santa!
I said I fucking handled it. What are you, deaf?
It's a heavy deal for me. Pretty damn heavy.
I'm a good girl but sometimes I need to be bad.