Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

maybe a round of Horizon milks, on us,
[upbeat music playing]
New York City, the city where Alec Baldwin never sleeps.
Yes, the time has come for ultimate hilarity.
But now I wanna tear out his spine and shove it up my ass.
[in Dutch accent] I feel crazy!
I was laughing before that you're blazing in that sweater
♪ Lunch Lady Eve will be wearing a dress ♪
"We're just a couple of eighth-graders
Oh, should we unroll a chocolate croissant and just eat the chocolate?
[man] Copy that, Elliot. I just made it to Flagstaff. Over and out.
I don't wanna go to Dipshit Town!
Hey. So I'm finding Misha a little terrifying.
-You don't need to be gross to be funny. -You said it, Maury.
It was so dope!
I asked for light ice!
They're...
-These sound like things you did! -Babe--
I'm in the eighth grade, and my name is Andrew Kent.
That yellow schmuck's been in fourth grade for, like, 30 years.
Um, I'd rather tell it to you in private later.
[slurping]
In other news, I don't know what you did last summer, so let's find out!
That's what I love about these seventh-grade girls, man.
It's fine. I don't need you here.
-Hey, gals. -Hey.
Rest in pussy.
Oh, well, I hate to do this 'cause, like, it's just kind of gauche,
-Yes! They're young. -They're nubile.
I went to Canal Street and got you a Tucci bag.
♪ Promises are made to be broken! ♪
Right on his fucking face!
Did you meesh me?
[excitedly] Twelve years old.
No, no, Andrew.  Here are the words you say:
-Jessi! -Hi! Yes! Present!
I got up this morning, and I did sit-ups.
[laughs]
And these are decaf, right?
Jesus, Professor Boyfriend, I wanna fuck you.
What is your thing?
while I tongue your throat clit with my mouth dick.
-[audience laughs] -I guess she's their hormone monster?
[chuckles] Oh, I am intimately familiar.
Yeah, they're lean and blue and sexy like Gumby.
Older?
[gasps] What about going out with seventh-grade girls?