Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

That's all you got to do. Come on.

Oh, charged, right. That’s good. That’s real good.

Did I tell you that I'm not gonna be playing football again? Ever.

and I would have been paralyzed trom the waist down.

Please don't do this to me.

- History. - Oh.

Oh, friendship. Right. That's real good.

The report said they punched holes in the body.

You know, I've been thinking.

I don't know. I hardly see him anymore.

Oh cherry Oh cherry

- Who's Rita? - His wife!

Are you kidding? You carry your lite savings between your legs.

I know he died choking on exhaust fumes.

What do you know about that car?

About The Finest Smell In The World, Except Maybe For Pussy

Usually when somebody trashes a car, we get photographs.

I'm here to tell you, honey

do you think it was a good idea?

You don't know shit, kid.

Her names Christine...

So, all in all, it wasn't a bad first day.

When I said you could scrounge through that shit pile out back...

Kiddo, if you sold him that piece of shit, you ought to be fuckin' ashamed.

Well, all I know...

I wouldn't put that in my mouth.

You fucking liar!

See you around, pal.

- Where are you getting the money? - I've been saving all summer.

I know you ain't got money falling out of your asshole.

Well, fuck you.

You don't just up and drive off whenever you...

Give me something for my lap.

Don't get smart with me, son.

- What's goin' on? - You tell me.

pick up around the place.

to the shitters ot the world in 1953.

I don't care how much money you paid up in front...

It's this fucking car.

When I choked, something happened. The radio came on.

Look, I love you.

when you're in the prom with your girlfriend and some of your friends wonder what's your girlfriend's name her name's Christine

Arnie doesn't know anything anymore.

The kid was cut in half. They had to scrape his legs up with a shovel.

- He just came out and told me. - I think I was supposed to be next.

Arnie Cuntingham.

is trying to kill your kids?

I don't have the minimum deposit to open an account.

I thought you wanted to talk about Christine.

'Cause I hate that car.

My asshole brother bought her in September, '57.

Let's motorvate.

I've walked for miles

Doc says I'm as good as new.

I'm just missing a study hall. I got to get to work.

Come on, baby, so