Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You're literally cuckoo.
The foam party!
Well, we just... We have to get the body out of sight, that's all.
- Oh, my God. - I'll look it up on YouTube!
Do you have a job?
Po Po Po Po Power with Bearglove
I can't with any of this anymore.
I want to buy some meth.
Bugger! It's playing an advert for toilet tissue.
We won the talent show freshman year with this little routine.
- So tired, you know? - Understood.
- I miss you. - I miss you, too.
- Oh, God. - Oh, fuck.
- I'm gonna be sick. - No, no, no.
- Jesus. Come on, Ma. - I'm sick and tired of this shit.
We got it all.
Okay.
I have Australian dollars.
I mean, I've been so overworked...
- I can't do it. It's too much pressure. - What?
Point me in his direction.
- Let me see his dick real quick. - Good call.
Where's it coming from?
That's an American bit.
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That was, like, for Jess.
Peter is not jealous of you.
It's pretty classic.
- Yeah. - Peter, that's it. Just take a sip.
- Stop. - Did a little coke at your bachelorette.
There you go.
We're starting a garage band. Do you guys play bass?
Okay. That's it. None of them are picking up.
N, M, L, K, J, I, H, G, F, E, D, C, B, A.
No, she didn't.
It's all over, just like that.
- I don't want to talk about it. - It's sad.
Him? He's fine. You're okay, right, bud?
Shit. Frankie?
You've been fine.
Again?
and then we'll put him back before we call the cops. Yeah?
Aye aye, Captain.
on an excursion in the desert, and I died.
So, not only do we not have to go to jail, but we got a sick coupon
No, no, no. This is...
- Thank you, Officer. - I almost shot you.
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Check. Just, anyone, a check.
Like, "Back off."
- Thank God. - Well, that's not bad.
- I'll get it. - There we go.
That's funny on several levels,
And then, finally, she admits it.
so you're gonna have to share with Pippa.
We didn't want to kill him.
- Nope. - It happened.
Wait, so, Blair, so there's no footage?
Tell me, what are you tasting?
but Jess and I were freshman year roommates,
We got to get rid of him.
- Thank God. - Thank God.
Those don't work.
I don't have time for this.
Freeze!
Yes!
So sorry.
Jess, it's Peter.
- Bathroom is next-door! - Cannot believe!
I'm like, "No, I'm just fucking touching myself."
It would mean...
And you know what? I know that I'm a lot.
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New plan. You're gonna watch each other die,
- Yeah! - Yeah.
Okay. I can't believe I'm saying this, but I think we should do the human friendtipede.
- Hey... - Oh, not bad.
so I can at least look cute for my mug shot.
You know what? I'm gonna untie you guys now.
I tell you what, I'm gonna let you do all that,
You guys, I don't want a stripper.
- For you. - Thank you so much.
You should see our panic room.
- Sorry. - Dude.
Let's get to the beans, let's get to the beans.
Are you kidding me?
No. No.
Why are we moving the dead stripper?
Party clown is the reality.
Oh, my God!
- Of course we have to. - Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
And I'm sorry about Peter, okay?
That woman is so mean. She yells at me all the time.
Does anyone have cash for a tip?
Just calling again. Okay. Oh, man.
- But... - Kiwi.
I definitely do.
Well, yeah, but if we just, like, explain the situation...
What?
- What? No. No, no, no, no. - Stop. No, wait. Stop, please.
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You know, the DVD or the...
so let's stop wasting our motherfucking time
Must.
Shit.
Like Matt Dillon in Crash.
- What is wrong with you? - Are you kidding me?
the time that we got drunk
She's right. You know what,
Okay.
What, are you flirting with me?
Get your hands against the wall.
What?
Okay.
Mummy Hubbard's here.
- Lot of people looking for him. - Oh, my God. What?
It's good to know. Thanks.
My number one boss bitch!
or, like, a tourist visa or, like, illegally?