Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Damn. What is she, '71?

[buzzer sounds]

For my friends with the delightful face tattoos,

On the other hand.

-Are you sure you copied the right one? -Yeah.

Good morning, gentlemen. How are you?

♪ I really hate ya ♪

I got six months left.

Get down from there. Stop it!

A chance, and we take it.

-I don't want anything from you. -Wait.

[man] Hey, y'alright?

[inmate] Better now.

That's the right attitude.

Yeah, man, I'm all right. Thank you.

Whoa! [chuckles]

-Hey, he's kidding. -Fuck you.

I'm a little disappointed.

It's purely sacramental.

Everyone back in their cells right now.

That is a delicate instrument you are manhandling there.

I didn't want you to end up like me.

Pat down broad couldn't keep her hands off my shit.

I'd say you're getting the hang of things just fine.

It's all one love, brother. There's plenty of them to go around.

[inmates moaning]

I'll lose everything good I got waiting for me on the outside.

[inmates laughing]

Do you think that's funny?

What we need is a proper distraction.

[guard] Go ahead.

Aku suka kamu Aku siapa ya

If you want to stack real cheddar, and I think you do,

[suspenseful music playing]

It's actually a new kind of oatmeal, with groats.

I can get you weed, I'll get you coke, the best fucking molly--

throws her a foot-long with the ring on it. What you think?

[normal voice] You looking to score all this?

We're trading bunks.

I feel fine most days.