Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Shut up, you're a picture. - No, I'm not, I'm in the wall.

and I guess I'm going to a high school party.

We tried. We can't get a rhythm.

- Oh, my goodness. - [chuckles]

I mean, come on. How else are guys supposed to get blowjobs?

Andrew, you're quite good at Bacterium Delirium.

Wait, what? That's not me.

Missy, you really didn't do anything wrong in that closet.

What's up, chicken butt?

And over there Prince and Liz Taylor and Richard Burton.

- Oh, well, great, which one? - Uh...

Thanks. You know, I believe when he's dating those women

- Dead. - What happened?

- [phone vibrating] - Hey, Nick.

You are a bad friend.

- What thing? - You know, your-- your passion?

Well, if the incomparable Ms. Whitney Houston

- [jazz music playing] - Duke. Duke, I--

And I don't get any toenail clippings after we--

- The, you know, area... - Okay, yeah, Nick.

So, how'd you get your hair to do that? [chuckles]

I kind of wish we had just gone to see Carpet Ceiling.

You're being very sweet, but I'm a danger to myself and others.

Uh, well, darn it, forget it.

You were great as Tom Cruise, very sympathetic.

- What news? - Daniel is... [pops lips] dead.

- Really? [groans] - Obviously.

[girl] Tom Cruise, Scientology is a cult.

- Who's keeping calendar? - I am keeping calendar.

What's our Dorito sitch?

- I've seen you on Leah's Instagram. - Oh.

- Tell Prince your problems. - Her name is Tallulah Levine

Ooh! I wonder if she'll fuck you while her dad goes down on the mom.

I just wanted to keep a toothbrush and a few spare dicks at your apartment.

Bye, head pusher.

I wish women were more sex positive, but we're just not there yet.