Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- [Kash] Your name? - Uh, Ade.

gives you the illusion of control over your emasculated, directionless existence.

[grunts, pants]

- Oh, is this a recording studio? - Smart as a button.

[customer] I rented this costume for my husband's birthday,

Are you fucking mad? I'm not signing it.

I'm not even good at pretending to be successful.

Need a refresher on the old lyrics.

My fucking wife.

I made them get me a handsome Latin masseur, Carrie.

Your music in the lift of every cruise ship in the fleet.

[Colt] There's only three things I need to know.

[singing in Japanese]

♪ I don't know who's getting ♪

Yeah, that was very impressive in there. Crystal clear.

It's very important to me.

with a generous redundancy package.

- [Carrie chuckles] - Your lyrics were good. Your lyrics.

You've got this, okay? Don't worry about it.

- Come on. Oh, my God, yes! - You can do it.

You could use butter. Or lube.

I'm not passing that up.

How much are they paying you?