Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Hello, you dopey bitch.

We ain't hunting shit. We're getting the hell out of this deathtrap.

Now you get it, Billy.

[reaper demon screeching]

Where the hell is that? Well, it's gotta be one of these buttons.

What am I saying? Just give me the damn map!

He's in the sanctuary I built for him.

Let's just get the driving test started. Put your hands at ten and two.

-You let him go, didn't you? -Yeah, I did.

I mean, I would warn him, but it's Mama's day off.

I wear women's deodorant.

You tricky bitch! Kill that clever motherfucker!

♪ My whole world is you ♪

Could you break this and stab yourself in the eyeball, please?

I suggest you shut your mouth, Trondo,

What are you gonna do? Arrest me?

What are you gonna do? Shank me?

I'm fine. You want to help me so fucking bad, give me your boot.

We drove a cliff

This guy's bad at insults!

We're all gonna die!

Blast that motherfucker!

I wish you would have let me drive.

You can have the planet and kill all these guys.

Wait, you started Save the Reaper Demons? Are you fucking nuts?