Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You know, "Don't touch my fries, fuckstick."
No, they're not common here. Thank God.
- (cheering) - You feeling good?
How did you not get that from the invitation?
Well, I mean after my divorce, but...
For the flow off the tits.
- Bummer. - I know.
- Whoo! - Close enough. Yes yes!
- "What am I doing?" - No no no.
Some bitter wannabe who's pissed from working
Keep them drinking and get them into the fuck room.
cluster them together.
- No. Not like that. - No?
So first, the lighting's way too bright.
Two minutes on high. Yeah.
What's with all the hang-ups?
- I was not going to say that. - You know what?
congratu-fucking-lations.
What about... what about her?
But she's nice, you know?
ooh, ha.
Um, I think so.
- Ahh! - Under the title "Jumping Boys."
No! Let's check our hang-ups at the door.
- Oh. - Shit.
We only get one chance at this life, okay?
I really really seriously want to thank you.
(dogs barking)
do some scene study, a little cold read...
Pants, get the pants.
It wasn't supposed to be like this.
I'm pouring them.
Let's not waste our lives denying our desires.
this thing might come together.
You get crazy. I'll be back with more bodies to...
She's nice, you know?
- How do you know? - Oh my God, guys.
- Thank you for that, really. - (glass shatters)
Uh, where would you like me to put it?
Both: Karate!
Don't even go into a room called a fuck room
I mean, speaking as a member of the species...
I'm at work. Somebody made a joke.
(crowd cheering)