Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Boss, boss, boss, boss.

all the bread, they give the employees the bread.

And then he just ran away.

I ain't talking money. Boop, boop, boop, huh?

dude, I wanna party with Satan, 'cause he, like, seems pretty cool,

Up your butt and around the corner.

Just your body getting eaten by worms and slugs.

We're appreciating ourselves, dickhead!

Hey, dude, dude, don't... Do not back up any more!

What the hell is wrong with you? You don't throw food out of my window.

Hello, yes, I'm calling about the massage chair.

- All right! - What are you talking about?

Well, I hope you're happy. Now nobody gets a massage chair.

I need to check the brakes really quick.

Get back to your desks, now!

We're trying to give you drugs in exchange to ride go-karts,

Let's go, Ramon!

- Yeah. - Ders, you are a straight-up Photoshop Gandalf, my man.

I'm gonna karate...

and you tell us that we can't freakin' ride your go-karts?

You can't take a pill to help you with your limp chin.

- Okay. - Okay.

Ders, gimme your iPhone! I got an idea!

You know that? Your customer service sucks ass.

Hey! What the hell?