Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Come on, Doug!
Let's go, let's go!
Get that big ass right in front of him. Block the lane.
Get some clapping going. What the fuck?
It's time to make up for your mistake. Look at the penalty clock.
What are you doing wandering around St. John's
I'm gonna go crack some champagne and make love to my old lady.
Oh, my God!
You just fisted that motherfucker right in the ass.
Holy shit, could this guy dance with the puck!
Listen, boys, it was a solid fucking effort.
He goes, I have the option of sucking all 50 at once
I see you.
Eat it, puss-puss!
the St. John's Shamrocks...
Talk about putting out "la flamme".
Well, it's pretty much the shitter.
You get your shit together.
Rhea steals the puck.
Hey, listen, I'm at the bar with my team.
You are not a hockey player.
- All right. - Okay!
and that doesn't sound quite so bad to me.
Doug, Doug!
Uh, anyway, it was a mistake.
All right!
Did you know that cows only meow when people are around?
You recognize this big fucking beautiful family of yours?
I don't know. 11. So?
Boner Genocide
You like hot dogs 'cause you like big cocks in your mouth, son!
it was enbelievable!
Attaboy, Dougie! Attaboy!
LaFlamme.
Oh, God.
Two rules, man: Stay away from my fucking Percosets. And Do you have any fucking Percosets, man?
Shot right, shot right!
and rip their fucking hearts out!
And if the hockey gods truly exist
A handsome surgeon, I bet you're batting them off.
- Whoa... - Right, left, right, left!
Like, you have your show.
Yeah, I understand.
Shit!
Huh? What the hell are you talking about?
Kim lets the shot go! Hits Glatt. He scored!
You know how this ends.
that is, is fucking great!
Holy fucking shit-ass! Dougie, you fucking scored!
Stop being mean to my friend!
You make me want to keep putting more patches on my jean jacket.
Minor hockey be like
I'm on your team! Does anybody else see this shit?
What's that on his shirt, eh?
...one.
I'll be direct.
Let's go, boys!
Yo.
Turn this shit up.
- Vagina? - He drinks a lot of hand sanitizer.
You fucking did it, kid.
Pass the dutchie, man.
Aah!
Ross Rhea. Nice to meet you, kid.
You motherfucker!
unless that motherfucker Sully from Worcester calls in again.
Get him out of there, please.
It's fine. I think it's cute.
Glatt!
Oh, fuck me.
Sorry, bud.
Maybe you can snap that whole team awake.
You're with me tonight, Mommy.
You.
and the worst part was there was this big bag of pee,
Like, look at you. You're a fucking beast.
is looking for a little spark to ignite his team.
That’s quite the couple Sparr.
Two rules, man: Stay away from my fucking Percosets. And Do you have any fucking Percosets, man?
I said we'll talk tomorrow.
Yeah.
We love you, Dougie!
Well that was borderline treasonous! and a disgrace to our nation and its proud and storied history.
You understand what I'm saying?
And this should be a dandy confrontation.
you know, get, like, coffee?
Fuck you, faggot!
It's made from the same material they make snowsuits out of.
You fucking pussy. I am gonna fuck you up, Glatt!
to winning a fucking hockey game in over a month,