Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Something.
- Oh! - Hoh, hoh!
- No, it's not a love letter.
- That was cool.
- Ok.
- 6'2 1/2", sir.
- Got your sweat suit on. - Yeah.
Williams? What's up, clemmy?
In sweat.
- Kimball! - Sir, yes, sir!
- Yeah?
Was my daddy,
What's your name?" ha ha!
[knock on door]
- That one. That's the one. Kimball.
And, uh, I decided on reese.
- So you wouldn't know anything
See, the only person who saw deep inside
- Mmm! - [laughing]
- Reno 12-charlie-7, we got a jumper!
- I don't know. - Yeah, you do.
You remember that little boy with the blond hair?
Less of a complete fudge-up.
Sorry.
- Ha ha. Boom!
- Now! - Let's rock this joint.
It's just a...
And you have to believe in yourself.
You know, it's like, I'm wooden on the outside--
- Just--just book 'em.
Oh, kimball.
Frisbee, no! Frisbee, no!
- Hoh, hoh, hoh!
- Now he's, like, pushing a file cabinet.
- Ok. You better take this.
- Jackson! - Sir, yes, sir!
- [laughter]
- Yes, I would.
Not to be too forward.
- I don't--I don't know what you're talking about.
The thing is that we have ingredients
- [laughter]