Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

We're hearing you, and we're gonna try harder.
Can I just say, next week, I would like to extend an invitation to you...
The Ark of the Covenant, he melts your face.
You've really... You've done enough to my psyche.
Dr. Dre, you are killing it.
- He actually has really sensitive teeth. - Yeah.
We were thinking of going to Hammer's house in Wrigleyville, just hanging.
Something like, "Hey, I heard this is an emergency.
Just tell the rest of The Fantasy League of Extraordinary Gentlemen that I'm sorry.
- I'm a king there, they love me. - What?
"Hold Your Horses. Hold Your Horses, Okay?"
- Why would I change? Yeah. - Why would you change?
- High-five. - There he is.
- Done. - Paella time.
Yeah.
Want you to call those guys, break up with that league.
Hey, hey, giggly, it's rude to talk on the phone in front of your friends.
- You have any peppermint oil? - You know I do.
- This whole day has been amazing. - Oh, yeah?
- Need help in the kitchen? - I do.
Questionable. Questionable.
- Fun with feces. - Fun with feces.
Hey, can you give my girl a foot rub if she needs one?
- Hey, give me. - Ow, ow!
...I think that we should change it to The Fantasy League of Extraordinary Gentlemen.
- I can't even come back from that. - And that's why I write it down.
- In the other room, watching football. - Yeah, right.
Look, Ruxin, I am perfectly capable of giving an impartial ruling, all right?
Goods not as advertised, Ruxin.
Put it on the rug rat. Taco, take a bath in it.
Cover yourself in this.