Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

‐ Hey, hey, you're the one who chose to land here.

hey! why the fuck are there niggers here

Make it so he never leaves us. [beeping, whirring]

He will no longer feel frustrated and alone.

Did he hate it? ‐ Oh, yeah, he was pissed.

I'm the one holding the Pupa. My name's Korvo.

‐ Funbucket is larger than he appears on TV.

Just, just do it. We'll catch you, broheim.

Great, could I get uh, just a couple to‐go cups for the road? Thanks.

‐ No, we're going to the club. ‐ Put your sin in me.

Oh, what if he's a Sega man? ‐ Do you think he has a mission, too?

Wow, I can't believe we didn't get in trouble today.

We crashed on Earth, stranding us on an already overpopulated planet.

to end our time together, little friend. [weak screech]

Funbucket's done with you. ‐ Will you stop crying, you babies?

‐ No, I‐I can't die. I've got a bucket list.

Nobody cares about your janky knock‐off Funbucket.

‐ Wow, it really is making her dumber.

and listen to podcasts and Gaffigan albums the whole way.

‐ This is wrong. ‐ She's right.

to Mr. Shromer and it turned him into a bush.

inhabited with sentient life than you expected,

‐ Lidia Johnson was last seen Monday.

without a single redeeming value, Terry.

‐ Hey, that's not your catchphrase. Say bingo bango.

‐ Gross. ‐ That's sick, Pupa.

‐ I'm sorry I thought you weren't real. ‐ Yeah, it's... okay.