Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Look, I'm sorry. I was just up all night trying to solve an orc-on-orc homicide.
Don't have sex with the Dodge Dart.
Really? They work quick, huh?
We need to figure out some kind of, like, triangle offense.
- Reminds 'em of their dads. - Yeah.
Well, he had a heart attack and O.D.'ed on PCP.
They're brother and sister.
Adam's not good, Karl.
Oh... [Laughter]
Anyway, you're playing Waymond, Bill, and Babak after lunch.
Yeah, she ended up on a Wheaties box.
Hey, focus up. Tell me what's happening in the game.
And I'm dedicating this game to Adam Demamp,
Not Adam. You're Adam.
Hell yeah! [Grunts]
Like the veins within a man's penis.
[Sighs]
Play Blackjack and hopefully win, like, a ton of cash.
- All right, well... - Well, it turns out the steroids
Ah, ha!
'Cause, like, girls love a little squish.
one of us has murder in our hearts.
That is my favorite car, and I'm asking for that for,
Instead of, like, being the rat pack, we could be, like, the frat pack, dude.
And he passed it to Adam.
- Lynette is the biggest and strongest player on the court, right? - Yes.
There's glass everywhere!
I'm turning the lights back on.
- I mean, I know it's broken. - How that feel?
- I'm gonna dunk off the Volvo! - Hey, dude...
What is it like being so much worse at basketball than Cheryl Miller?
As team captain, I'll step up and admit when we don't need to practice.
- Yeah, I'm still having a heart attack. Yeah. - Is that still happening?