Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

There's not enough time, man! You gotta get to the game!
is in the hospital, and I'm just a little rusty, all right?
Frickin' hits you just like that.
- Wait. - This is fun!
What?
- Are you ready for this? - Let's get it then!
- What? Are you serious? - Ahh!
Wait, wait, wait, wait. Hold on. That's a terrible-ass nickname.
Plus, he's the only guy that we could afford.
Yeah! Murder 'em! Kill 'em all!
2-3, 2-3.
Over here we got Karl the Malone,
What's everyone still doing here, man? We got a b-ball game!
- [Knock on door] - Ooh, right on time.
Like, come home with 60 bucks
Though I think we need to practice if we're gonna beat Lynette and her squad.
And, like, maybe have sex with hookers.
Get some ice, gill. Did you break it?
You can't go to the hospital for a broken heart.
Lay it up, blaaaaa... oh!
Hand in the cookie jar. Hand in the cookie jar, baby.
- A victory lap. - No, no, no.
Oh, nuh-uh.
I feel it.
- Yes. - Well, guess what.
At least. Absolutely.
Hot sauce. He wants to be... What do you want me to be, Parmesan?
[Overlapped chatter]
Dunk it. Shatter the backboard for Adam.
Right, A... Where's Adam?
We going to Reno!
- Okay, uh-oh. - Oh.