Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Fine!
Amazing.
You're all the way under arrest.
Oh, yeah?
I have the rest of the day off.
It's as if I'm not supposed to be a guy anymore.
Listen to this.
Bingo! And your sister is Totes Liotts.
Okay. You're under arrest.
♪ Just come on over, ♪
You could come with me to oral-sex rehab!
Get out.
I called the Dying Wish Foundation.
No, no, no, no, no!
Sure.
What, you think you deserve an award for going home and eating lunch?
Aren't you supposed to be dying?
That our apartment isn't big enough for us.
liability of wishes, either casually, temporarily,
Blake, you have to wear pants if we're all in the kitchen together.
That is all.
I'm allowed to grant you one wish.
Ah.
How's the sex?
Cool.