Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You son of a bitch! I'm gonna kill you!
- Yeah, yeah, yeah. Definitely. - Yep.
I'm so glad you called, Charlie.
Had to let my guy go. Had to cut him loose.
Oh, congratulations, Ms. Ponderosa.
So I'll get dressed and I'll drive you over there and I'll drop you off.
- Actually, I loaned it to both of you ladies.
I mean, marriage and divorce these days is like more of a formality than anything else.
I cannot stand being married to you!
- What is she, some cheap tramp? - Oh, no!
Moving along to art holdings. All I'm seeing is a series of drawings of elephants.
- Oh, you're gonna jam the car in my face, huh? - Mmm.
Steve Huffman's legal team: We're lawyers!
- Don't freak, dude. It's-It's all good, dude. - What?
- You getting a divorce? - Yeah.
Come back to bed and snuggle with me.
Guys. Guys, guys, guys, guys.
- Shea butter. - Oh.
He's texting me all the time. He calls me, like, nonstop. He bought me a new car.
No. God, no. Please close your legs up. That's -
Oh, really? Do you ever stop for one second and think about...
- Flush it, big boy! - Yes! There we go!
- Oh. - Well, you are somewhat responsible for this.
Come to bed And snuggle with me
So I hope so.
Listen, I-I don't want to get into your personal life, you know what I mean?
- What's the best way to do that when we're texting? - Who cares, dude?
We are a couple. Charlie, documents.
- Sorry. You want to have sex? - What? No.