Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Light them up, man!
Don't let him tie you up!
Dude! What's up? You're carb loading. That's pretty smart.
Thank you for making this so much easier.
Are you kidding me? The man put you on the rack!
but not all the symbols in this poem support that interpretation.
Win, lose, it makes no difference.
So none of that stuff is true, then?
Hi.
So, you wanna wrestle?
I saw the clip, and you can bang, dude.
Nice work.
Out!
Tired of living out of boxes, Jake? Why don't you try unpacking?
- Not a big deal. - It is a big deal.
Guard up. Guard up. Guard up.
still don't know how I feel.
Okay.
Jake Tyler taps out! He didn't even throw a punch yet.
Thank you. Bye. Just do it, Jake.
Yeah, man. Right.
But guess what, there's still a mess that needs to be cleaned up,
You don't want to fight? then what the hell are you doing here?
- What about the other guy? - What about him?
That's fine by me.
That's the Shield of Achilles.
You wanna be able to make your opponent tap out.
Which is why I'm extending this invitation to you again.
A small chance.
Fight!
Show your stuff. Show your stuff.
- We? - I don't go back until you go back.
It's on you.
You sure? We can crank up the AC. You can wear that flannel.
Let's go.
What fun would that be? This is a spectator sport.
You better make it to Wimbledon.
Not even the part about your would have been championship run last year?
Don't laugh at him, you assholes.
Strictly for the ladies.
I'm pissed off. I'm going in the back to cool off.
I wake up, wash my face, look myself in the mirror,
I'm not doing this when we go to Florida, all right?
Yeah. Thanks.
I was thinking about what you said.
Suzanne, Elise and Corey, you're one group.
There you go.
The winner by default is Tommy Kline.
- Let's go, B, the lumberjack bores me. - Not me.
That was Dad's thing.
What the hell was that?
Are you so different?
Whoa, he's leaving.
- Tap out, dude! - Tap out, tap out.
Treachery.
I'm just not into it, man.
You think you're the only one who gets angry, Jake?
Okay, show me your way.
Yo, crazy bitch.
I can help. - No, it's all right.
Don’t laugh at him, you assholes. He’s right.
- Called your parents? - Yeah.
Make sure he keeps all his teeth.
No. The real action is lakeside.
Guess we'll never know.
He tapped out! He tapped out!
You can't just hide here forever.
tremendously screwed up.
Guys, give it a rest.
- Get him. - Hey! Hey! Stop, man!
and everything just got so easy.
Ryan McCarthy eye gouges Villa!
Joey, stop it!
You wanna make it so painful that they wanna give up.
- You can observe, if you like. Max? - But he's got mad skills, sir.
My father's favorite son.
Show me.
Right from the start, he was 10 times the fighter I could ever dream of being.
So who are you voting for?
- Easy, buddy. - So this is my fault, huh?
You're weak like your old man
Grab the rings, bro!
Hey, can you help me find the 3-wing?
No, seriously, I heard Tyler hit the kid so hard his heart stopped.
- It doesn't exist. Let me see? - No, it's right there.