Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Chris! Get in the bathroom and wipe the pee off the toilet!

No. Look, I'm a sex offender. I love offensive sex.

...there's no chance she'll have kids. You should kill her.

That's it. That's the one. The guy who came to my house.

Oh, yeah? Well:

Steve, what on Earth are you doing? - I'm drinking beer in my underwear.

...and then afterwards, your hands smell like wet dog?

Good. Now, if you start to get nervous, picture them naked.

Freeze. Put your hands in the air.

- Stan! - What?

I'm... I'm glad it was me.

Another one bites the dust

So I'm not a killer. If it happens for me, and I kill someone, great. If not, fine.

It was this Russian spy. You guys don't know him. He was from Canada.

- Well, how will I know it's the right one? - Oh, you'll know.

My God, Bad Larry.

I was picking blueberries for peace with my daughter. Who was I kidding?

At the very least, we should have popped by now.

I don't know about this, guys.