Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Uh-oh, I can taste my brain in my nose.

but you're coming off a teensy bit rapey.

- I'm gonna bite your ass! - Stop...

Oh, uh, did you want to hit the pipe cone?

- Aw, fudge. - I tried to yelp it, but I got no bars.

They're wild animals, Blake.

We're going this way. That was the wrong way.

- Dungeon Mas-Ders? - Placing the thumb on the hole...

Get that? It's a Golf War reference.

- All right. - Mm.

Ow, let's go, Ders!

And then you handed it to a dog

I came as soon as my shift ended. Where's... where's the fire?

- Come on. Jerk me off, bro. - Oh, yeah.

It's like the lovebug.

- You got so high! - Both:

- All right, here we go. - Just get your toe in there.

- We're gonna hike around. - Yeah.

Okay, Blake, I love you,

- All right, come on, get close. - Okay.

- What are you talking about? - No! No!

You're probably a little embarrassed

All right, I've had just about enough of this!

Okay, ow. I think I hurt my ankle.

Adam, what are you doing?

Might've tweaked something, actually.

Okay. Buckle up, boys.

and if we don't get there soon, she's gonna burn alive.

- Hurry up. - You got it.

That's good to know. Can we please vamonos?

Hiking sounds like garbage right now.

Blake and Jillian won't survive much longer.

Did you mean the left brakes or the right brakes?