Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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

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

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

Of the dangers of having premarital sex.

it'll be eaten by crabs and small fish.

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

Put another container on it! Hi.

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

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

And then we can live happily,

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

make sure he's really dead!

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

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

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

she's the best girl that I ever had

Dude, your tellin' it wrong.

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

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

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

Probably some crack fuckin' around.

Hey, easy! Easy!

I had no idea her breasts were so ample.

You two look like shit run over twice

Ooh. What a crock of shit.

Elsa was class of '92.

but you were too fuckin' jealous to handle it.

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

Julie, get your white-as-death,

Ooh. What a crock of shit.

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

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

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

- Hey! - You asshole!

running people over,

I'm gonna hook you!

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

Max, what-- you think?

What are you waiting for?

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

don't you lie to me

Check his pulse. No way!