Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Um, I'm locked out of my room again.
Don't worry, I got a lot of practice making people smile.
You'll never play football again.
These are good, drunk people who work hard to get absolutely nowhere in life.
since my 1920s solo flight across the Atlantic.
Big Bill, two men got off the 2:40 from Amarillo.
Words.
Ugh. We went on, like, two dates.
Strike two!
Whew!
Come off it, God, you know what you're doing.
Oh, God, you guys again?
Even if it means traveling to the ends of the earth.
is some kind of animal, but you do.
Actually, I'm here for your show.
This whole season's been one long bad dream.
Well, God wasn't in Nashville either.
so he thinks you know what he's talking about.
Oh, cool, what do you do?
Wow, the Country Music Awards!
You think she knows where we can find him?
He's a family guy
That's right.
Let's just chill.
- Well, what are you talking about? - Isn't it obvious?
Oh, thanks, God!
Look, God, the reason we're here is we wanted to tell you
When two drunk guys, each holding a baby, get into a fistfight.
Ailments!
and I ain't got no clothes on.
Hey, guys.
Big Bill Doyle!
- Too bad, kid. - You was gonna buy me a house!
Aw, man, this is my biggest accomplishment
Let's just chill.