Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

This is, uh, delicious, Charlie.
What better way to differentiate you from this fatty than by showing off this amazing body?
Now you got me thinking. I gotta go look in a mirror.
Yeah. Oh, my God. Dad.
Take a lap. Work those monkey bars.
See you, Son.
Bro, can I talk to you for one second? Yeah.
How would I know that?
No. I'm not calling Mac. No. I'm not calling Mac...
No. No. The jars are... It's easier... You empty...
apparently people think we look alike... personally, I don't see it.
Because I need that bang maid.
Surprise! Yea! It's Dad. You guys haven't seen each other in so long, huh? It's exciting.
But look at his whole neck parts.
Cause you want your muscles to pop, you understand? You see how these pecs, they're popping?
You don't ever use this. I use that all the time.
Yeah, yeah. What, do you have another name on your correspondence list?
So I say that went very well. Didn't you think it went well? Shut up, Charlie.
What? No, I'm not Wendell "Shorteyes. " Didn't I stab you once?
All right, I'll see you tonight at 8:00. And the trap is set.
Here, gather around for a second. I want to talk to you kids about physical fitness.
I'll start the car. That's fine. Um, just school me again here.
but this guy's done his time and he deserves a second chance, don't you think?
That son of a bitch. He's a dangerous man, and I don't want him in the bar anymore.
Uh, Mother, how's yours?
Charlie, how you doing? I gotta breathe, man.
What are you talking about? We're the ones that called you. That's my dad you're arresting.
Holy shit! He's killing... He's probably eating them too, dude.