Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

That guy's done some plumbing work,
The mystery's solved, the murderers are here.
in the fact that we don't need to practice.
- Yeah. - You're what?
We are jocks who play sports and go to Reno and gamble.
- Hey, uh... - Hey.
Oh, very cool. I did not know you balled, Alice.
You just did steroids.
You know what, I'm gonna make this a little more interesting.
- Oh! Hey, hey! [Honks horn]
I'm gonna push her buttons, you know? [Chuckles]
Stop it! Ouch!
Are you fucking serious?
- Ow! What're you doing? - I just injected you with steroids!
and like glitter all over my mouth and genitalia area.
I'm gonna take you to a hospital or something, okay?
'Cause you just called that guy "Seafart Firetruck."
Where his 100...
Forget about the game. We don't even have enough players for a team.
She's gonna break her hand. So they're done.
Uh, Al-dog, who the hell's that?
Just 'cause you're light-skinned, that don't make you a doctor.
- Oh, wide open. Ooh! - Amazing.
He's not a T.A.C. employee.
Well, I do have this neanderthal jaw here,
The Telamerican office basketball tournament game.
'Cause my guy shot the lights outta the building. Whoo!
- It's cool-looking. - It is cool-looking.
- Get outta the way! - Let's go, Babak.
Did he and B.J., like, get BJs together in the locker room?
- You're now banished to be known simply as Blake Henderson. - No, no, no...