Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Hold up. - Boo!
- Nah, I'd want, like, a pretty-colored one.
- It was a prick.
Like you control what's happening in the dream?
♪ I fuck with Keshia, not the one from "Belly" ♪
- Thug, you wanna try to play with this bird?
- What's their thinking why the legs went away?
- So you're a ethical thief? - Right.
- I can't add to that conversation
[urine trickling softly]
The pretense was that
- Uh-huh. Isn't that a big thing?
- It's just gonna be quiet?
narrator: This is Young Thug...
- I just don't know 'em, you know?
What’s up Just me
- Exactly, so you probably went to bed
is many times the size of a cheetah's heart.
- There you go, boy.
"Ch, ch."
narrator: This is Dap.
When we was young, that shit looking crazy.
Come on, man. It's me. [chuckles]
You know what you did, Alec.
- [chuckles]
he loved all the variations of the anthropomorphic camel.
- Yeah. I'm hot as fuck.
- You never went camping as a kid, Thug?
[rotors whirring]
- I'm trying to think. Have I ever seen a scorpion?
- No, just like something we never imagined
narrator: A snake in the hand is worth two on the moon.
- Yeah.
♪ Yeah, oh ♪
[zipper zips]
- It's just so much shit. I gotta fucking get up and--
- I feel like you're hiding something from us.
- Talking bird. [bird squawking]
narrator: And this is Alec, unscathed and content.