Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Arms up, legs out.
In prison, I hid a toothbrush in my rectum...
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[Growls, barks]
Deep cover.
That's a lot to remember.
I'm sorry.
Yeah, it's a press-on. I got it in the prison gift shop.
The love of a child?
We don't take kindly to liars.
Sorry, we're a little short on space.
It can't be a dog's dream. Dogs don't see in color.
If my partner's going inside, so am I.
We should start by beating up the biggest guy here.
- [Chuckles] - Dibs on the toilet.
And sleep!
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Now, lucky for us, they're getting sloppy.
Who's up for a beach day?
You had no problem with it.
- No, no, we was all thinkin' it. - Yeah.
Tell me, you slag!
[Officer Dave screaming]
Ah, don't beat yourself up.
Muffins... street you grew up on...
Speaking of robberies,
And sleep!
Don't put your one-piece on just yet.
Enough!
You told me to take him out.