Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm saying I'm not doing it.

Georgia Public Schools, someone has to build the cars.

God almighty, we ask you to blast this.

Make me some money.

And another shell casing.

Look at the violence!

Your son's a sweet, sweet son of a bitch.

So tonight, I want you to cup my balls.

Rocks are boring.

I'll rape you like a monster pig in hell.

Uh, just lower the chat.

Mommers, get in here!

It says that you will be ripped asunder by the 4,000-horsepower semis of the Atrocalypse this Thursday, Thursday, Thursday.

So enjoy my 450 big block, Lord, which you have seen fit to take from me in your jealous rage.

He doesn't understand.