Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Good to see you guys again. I'll talk to you after the game.
Spiritual awakening, bigger than thy self.
- Whole gooch. - Sorry, bro.
Shut up. Yuh-huh.
Guys, I can't see.
- There it is! - Oh!
No. No, no, no, you don't win the car.
Al-dog.
- Oh, it's inappropriate? - Yeah, a little bit.
I'm not practicing. Okay?
But you do get to drive it for a two-day one-night stay
- 'Cause Waymond, you're going down! - Watch this. Hey, guys. Hey, guys.
commands an army of orcs. [Spits]
You know how long it took me to get in that guild?
I'll bet that's what Alice's [Bleep] taste like.
Oh, my God, do you feel it?
So if we're going to beat that tough gal pal Lynette,
I'm okay on that.
Anyway, I did get corporate to put up a cool-ass prize.
And you know, now my tied-for-first best friend
Well, the ice princess here is...
Wha... wait, so he didn't have a heart attack, he just took PCP.
- I need a Slurpee to cool off. - Hey, hey!
I'm not sure they're broadcasting that game.
- What do you wanna be called? - Hot sauce.
Oh, yeah, man. He's great.
- Come on, hot sauce, let's go. - It's G-orge.
Here's the juice, and here is the juice shooters.
- Dude. - Yeah.
[Slow jam]
- You've got a crush on her. - Yeah, I got a little thing for her.
- Okay. - That's stupid. - No, no, no, no, no.
Yeah, well, it's in my blood. My dad worked for the Chicago Bulls growing up.
It's Cheryl, dumbass.