Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Come on, come on, Adam, Adam. Ah, come on, leave him alone!
You know, put on makeup or something, please.
I've got a big dick. It's huge.
- What is that? - What are you doing?
Oh, that was a special shot.
Yeah. I meant to say "beer," but I just said, "bear."
but, ladies and gentleman, Mark Wahlberg!
I'd give her a kiss, man.
Ah, Haley, we're missing the pre-game.
- Nice. - That's right. I'm supposed to be Michael Cera?
I know him, so...
some dangerous Lorenzo lamas-type stuff, right?
Adam, Adam, why are you... Why are you walking like that?
and weak-ass chin, bro. You're Mike Cera.
Get, like, a grappling hook and, like, ballet shoes
- Okay, okay. - All right, let's go.
so if we give you some money, will you buy it for us?
- Yo, what's up? - Let me get a beer, man.
Anders, save it for the orgy.
All right, that's great.
- Yeah. - What can I say, man? - Very proud of you.
Yeah, I needed that.
Yeah, well, that's partially your... if you would've just
that you would do for the orange-haired girl out there?
and afterwards maybe I'd steal a smooch or two.
we're gonna be partying all night, dude.
Come on, let's go, big man!
Hey, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, check it.
I'm pretty sure that plan sucked.
- I'm too horny! - Yeah!
- That's something I'm gonna do. - That's the highest honor.
- One, two, three... - Go!
Hit it, Beezer!
- Cool. - Whoo!
Okay. He has gained some weight,
All, right, all right. Uh, maybe it's time for a new plan.