Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

They're at an away game against the Natives.

I have not seen him, but I sure can smell him. (CHUCKLES)

Put 'em away like a winter coat, boys.

Every time Yda is on screen

I gotta do an ice run for the jamboree this week.

(PHONE RINGING)

Because they're too small, shirt‐tucker.

That was fuckin' pedestrian.

Okay. Bang the very guts right out of her.

It's going to be a massive production.

(BARKING) (BARKING)

(LOUD MUSIC PLAYING)

Uh, can you taste this? No.

Give your balls a tug.

Is that what you want? Riley, Jonesy?

So another way to say someone is chicken‐shit to play them

Get mom and dad to pick you up after you all swim?

Yeah, we'll see what you're calling us after I bury a couple of bar down wristers.

Half‐clapper, top cheddar.

(ANIMAL CHATTERING)

Oh, you'd have to put it on your fuckin' Facebook, likely.

Don't look at your hand. What's the fuss?