Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Get rid of any disease, say good-bye to these cadavers.
to some foot hospital?!
Wow. White privilege much?
No, Danny, that's quite lovely.
My handkerchief!
Yeah, they're all right.
She doesn't give two shits.
Uh, a little thing called the NSA.
What happened?
who you really are, who I am,
Dad?
Unless, of course, the sharks got him.
people split in two, arms hanging off.
Might take your mind off a few things.
What?! Owen, you said press one!
Like, maybe a few seconds.
You're dead.
They're always listening.
Yeah, she's a nightmare.
The sketch I did of the two of us on the beach.
Pack, the voicemail!
It's a $1,500 golf club.
Your dick's hanging out.
Like, we move them, like, with our...
Oh, God! Never mind!
The feet are the gateway to the body!
We're calling butt-roll guy!
Boomer, I knew you'd pick up, okay.
Help!
Florence, you studied in Spain. What is it saying?
Now, where's the guy in the Hawaiian shirt?
Ugh, it smells like a hundred assholes on fire.