Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Jacob was right.

We turned to high school pal, Gary Winkle.

- keep it tight. - NICK: Whoa!

But it's... It can be our piece of shit.

for the greatest scientific achievement of all time?

Oh, yeah, absolutely. And animals eat people, it's all the same.

What did you do?

No, that's still way too strong a word.

Who gives a shit? What can I get you?

You are my butler.

The dancing clown.

Looks like somebody chose a lifeline!

That parade was the single greatest moment of my life.

Jacob, I'm the Sarlacc.

so you can't even say well without paying me money.

I'll be back, okay? I promise. I'll be back.

Wow! That was good TV.

I have some advice for you.

NARRATOR: Lou Dorchen's best friend is yet another

Just like your loser dad.

I didn't... I didn't d0 that.

He did drugs and had sex with a man he barely knows on national TV.

He had, like, super-human strength, like that fucking baby in Superman I.

Wondering where you ran off to, but here you are.

But he's so much smaller than you.

You won't do the fucking song?

- How is Courtney? - You know.

I must have invented that.

That's so 2018.

Did you see that?

How far back did we go?

I dedicated my life's work

Let's go save Lou's life.

You look like a pedophile dressed you.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

So you never met him?

You want me to do the fucking dance?

Your poor man's Macarena that you are very famous for.

seemed to kick-start their lives into high gear.

- Bye, Nick. - Bye.

while congressional Republicans defend every sentient automobile's

Let me hear some ideas from the audience.

Do you guys ever feel like

Courtney, it's not a big deal.

NICK: He looks like Cap'n Crunch fucked Paul Revere.

Okay, you're sick. You made your point.

- What do you mean? - Ah.

What does your son's penis taste like?

Take my inspiration from a lot of artists.

Nick Webber Nick Webber

MAN 1: Juggle knives!

worth 2.3 billion dollars,

Call it destiny, or predestiny.

Guys, meet Jill. Jill, meet the guys.

No. That can't be right. Right, Jacob?

Oh, my God. I can't believe Nick Webber knows

separate service, different intensity.

No, no, it's because you're my...

You were shot in the dick in the past, remember?

Come on. No way! I had sex with Marilyn Monroe!

No. You know why? 'Cause as long as we're here,

I just pray that there's still hope for Jacob.

Do you know what day it is?

Hi. I'm from Choozy Doozy.

- (CAR BEEPS) - (SIGHS)

(HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYING)

You gotta let Adam go.

- It's the Grammys. - It's always the Grammys.

JACOB: Oh, you put your dick in there!

Come on! Look. Hey, not flickering.

MAN: Uh, we're going to just touch you up.

All right. Well, you have fun and make good choices.

Okay, okay, okay. All right. I'm fine.

I don't want to go to the Grammys.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

ED SULLIVAN: Ladies and gentlemen, the Beatles!

We're on the It's never, ever going to happen

And I'm asking you to be the bigger car and help me out.

No harm, no foul, but did you ejaculate in her?

Hey, I just met my future wife in there.

You look like......Kevin Yardley!!

but also tells them when to give up.

given the chance to do it all over again,

I think... Uh...

What do you do?

What do you want?

I don't know. I never saw Terminator.

Well, I guess bestiality.

so you can't fuck anyone else's wife!

It worked! Holy shit! Wait, look!

Are we calling it a rape?

Now I know why the coat-check girl didn't like me.

LOU: You knew that was gonna happen!

I don't know what's taking Jill.