Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Manties!
What? You serious?
Dear Lord, Eric! I am never, ever going to wear that.
Check this cut.
Hook us up.
Yeah, bomb them with it, dog!
You go, girl!
Nice.
And with that money, I happened to buy a little food for myself?
I drove down from Springfield to meet a pro skater.
I got it. Let's go.
Come on, guys. You know you can't skate unless you're preregistered.
- That ain't gonna happen. - What?
Yo, I know you wannabes are not here to skate!
- Hey. - What's going on?
I love it when these little freaks tear each other's skin off for a sticker.
You'll be back.
Let's hear it for the Dream Team! Give it up!
No way!
All right, come on.
"This is our last shot."
That's good.
Excuse me.
Jimmy was like..
Yo, D.
You're drunk.
- Keep an eye on this kid. - Thanks.
You know what? Shut up.
- I think he wants to sponsor us. - That's cool.
Figured if you could get out here...
Trouble in the house!
Why don't you direct your way to the 40s.
All right, hold up.
- It's just rules. - You are such a dumb-ass.
I think you guys missed a day.
How we're all sharing one heartbeat, like a herd of elk?
- Cool. - There you go.
I know you.
Fucking assholes.
I don't know.
Hell, yeah, man.
It's over.
Tell me that's not your only copy of the tape.
I'm sorry. I really wish you guys all the best in the world, sincerely.
But they didn't.
Look at this. Look at this.
Looking good, stud. I see you've taken a lesson from the Sweet Lou.
- I'm a professional skater, baby. - Yeah, right.
Kick the thing! Come on!
This is what I was meant to do.
You can't argue with talent. So...
Let me just get you another glass of bitch.
What's up? You're cute.
- What about college? - Consider this your full ride.
...is Sunday. - It happened already!
At least she left our stuff.
Do you mind if we at least set some cones up out there?
We needed a company name to give us credibility on tour.
I want my board, right there. That one.
- Peace out. - See you guys.
Peace out!
- I love you, Dad. - I love you too, son.
I guess, by the way things went down, you guys have been hooking up for a while.
Hey.
MR RIVERRRRS
Seriously, your batwing, dude, that was...
I'm psyching you up, dude!
He gets sick of his shirt, he takes it off and he gets a new one for free.
Off the hook.
You wanna make out?
No, a revolving nightmare is us still in Chicago...
And you got something to teach me?
Today is...
Yeah, with a human, though.
Happy Birthday, baby. Matt Jensen
And hide Matt.
Yo, muscles, check it, okay?
Then I need to go back and get my special pillow.
Mr. Rivers.
What's up, dog? Didn't I tell you to break out, fool?
"You know?"