Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Put another container on it! Hi.

Ooh. What a crock of shit.

What the hell are you talking about? Don't fuck with me, Max.

Forget it. No! No, you need to be there in case he shows up.

The guy's already dead. If we go to the police, we're dead too.

I had no idea her breasts were so ample.

And then we can live happily,

Dude, your tellin' it wrong.

I want you to get something. There is no you and me.

Yes, I do. I love you and you know that. But you know what?

- but I think Ben Willis killed David Egan. - Wait a second.

but you were too fuckin' jealous to handle it.

No, he wasn't decapitated. He was gutted with a hook.

Check his pulse. No way!

A will avoids probate? It's an urban legend. American folklore

I'm gonna hook you!

don't you lie to me

she's the best girl that I ever had

You two look like shit run over twice

Elsa was class of '92.

and you know how terrified I am of your I.Q., but--

Did he have a last name? Blue. Billy Blue.

- Hey! - You asshole!

Now, that's the original story. That's the way it really happened.

You're-- you're the friend. You're the fisherman.

Ooh. What a crock of shit.

Hey! Now, let's try to stay calm.

running people over,

Don't you nod your head. You fuckin' say it!

Probably some crack fuckin' around.

Max, what-- you think?

- Well, it doesn't look so new anymore. - Yeah, don't drink and drive.

Julie, get your white-as-death,

Mom, I know it looks bad, but the summer session went really well.

I mean, it could still be him. Then find him, Ray.

Of the dangers of having premarital sex.

Hey, easy! Easy!

it'll be eaten by crabs and small fish.

make sure he's really dead!

That's him, huh? It's hard to believe that's the guy.

What are you waiting for?

No, it's scratching because the guy's been hung...