Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

No, this is too easy.

Mammy and Grambo were two of the best.

"Waymond's putting his fingers in my peanut butter."

- It's a beige belt. - I hate you.

I'm taking a leadership role, okay?

It was, honestly, the best 40 seconds of my life.

Yeah, are you an it-iot?

You know? I mean, it's called "junk food" for a reason.

You scared the crap out of me.

Yeah, you got to have at least those Kat Dennings upstairs

Uh, Blake will be your image consultant, all right?

Anders, do you now know how to spell "it"?

First question is for Mr. Walker.

- The elastic waistbands... - Mm-hmm.

I will get you Bugles,

- Uh... My name's Lennon. - Just start over.

Just make sure you buy lots of fruity pebbles, okay?

- You son of a bitch! - Oh!

Fuck yo' grapes!

Mr. Walker, what would be your first act as break-room manager?

I'm Jillian Bleck. Nope. Blelk.

- Can I help you? - Oh! Oh!

We steal the snacks from the break room.

Ocean's Eleven and Thirteen this bitch.

- I'll see you at my party. - Later.

So I'm hoping to get inside this time.

- Not. - Not, indeed.

I was like, "Just do it."

♪♪♪♪ him up.

the number-one complaint was that people were stealing supplies.

Jillian Belk is a real cool chica, And I vibe with her.

Uh, what something?

Okay, whatever, man. Fine. I'll be the political advisor.

and it got me jacked up about some Kirkland jeans that I want, man.

Let's chat. Seriously, let's chat, Blake.