Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm writing a nuanced portrait of a complicated man.
I apologize for wasting your time with this talentless imp.
Let's go ride in the car!
Now, you have to understand that as a port city,
I'm not "tearing him apart."
- I knew it! - Come on!
Goddamn it, Todd, clean up your shit.
Felt like that flew over your heads. Did you get that?
just to get the creative juices flowing?
and then you took the strippers ice skating?
- to our next rehearsal. - Who in the what Van?
so you could go to the strip club
and the gripping psychodrama of a thriller
No, it's not the video game's fault. I blew it.
on snacks and Red Bull.
next month, but of course, Andrew Lloyd Webber
and when it does, I want you to call me.
and pretend you're a happy Zelda,
- Junior? - If it was Junior,
Get cancer jerk wad
help you with your dumb-ass rock opera.
Todd thinks the world of Pop-Tarts.
That's not what's happening.
- from the Russian mafia? - Well, a Russian mafia.
to be looking out for big shots like me."
- Can I get your autograph? - Yeah, yeah, yeah.
♪ Make u-u-u-us ♪
he can still find ways to surprise you.