Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Sorry, guys. Bros before hos.

- I'm in. Ders?

- I don't get you, dude.

Hey, why don't you losers try an organized sport for once?

You're, like, handsome as hell.

They called me "harness bitch" the entire time,

so come and get it."

I'm part of the Rancho Cucamonga

- You thought you could get away with it?

It was called Soft. . Pitch.

It's a real issue in my life.

I will fuck your face.

- Yeah, we're good, man. - Oh, oh, we're cool, Blake?

- You know what? Not creepy at all.

Can you please excuse us for a second?

- It's all over, on the carpet...

- Thank you, you guys.

- We live at the Penthouse penthouse.

He's not afraid to piss off of a stranger's roof.

- Shh. Stop. He's here.

Very normal. - Real hunk, actually.

- Okay, well, maybe you guys are too good

Um, I'm actually gonna go do a bunch of errands

- Appreciate it, Toph, but got to check one thing for-

I say that I'm 11

Maybe you guys- - No, no, no.

It was super sad. - Impressive.

"Tipped off." "Eyewitness."

Justin Bieber Fan Club.

had long blond dreadlocks.

Meet my new buddy here...

- That? Oh, that's just a real gun.

I can touch my toes- pretty flexible.

- Except you guys got to take off those hats.

- Yes, you are. You're creepy.

and just started fucking little dudes every day.

Let's do this. - Let's do this.

Even weirder, you guys are standing right behind him.

We're white dudes.

- Yeah. Yeah. It's cool.