Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

♪ Women's wrestling is our game ♪

That's not right. You can't come in here with that on.

I'm sure you got ideas about that.

I guess that means we're a team now.

- One, two, three! Fortune Cookie, down! - [bell dings]

Battle of the Beasts.

How did you even find me?

All the attention.

Someone needs to teach these Casper-looking racist idiots a lesson.

He said he heard I was available. Meet your new ref.

Yeah, he's confirmed.

We're gonna need... You don't smoke.

You think elbow to face will stop me?

- What is its head? - [man] Yes.

Keep your hands up.

put your hands together for Machu Picchu!

The audience won't know.

Blood pressure's normal, ECG is fine.

♪ You can fly, if you try ♪

- Hey, Tommy. - [Tommy] You're lucky Dad's on the road.

I don't know, between renting the motel and all your salaries. Buying the gym.

you taught to Melrose and Sheila, only in a different order.

About 20 to 30 people, freaks, some children, a homeless guy.

From the icy wastelands of the frozen north

[both grunting]

This is Rob, and he's coming. And he's bringing his entire coven.

We celebrate the feast of Lenin,

What did Sam say?

- Hey! Hey! - [women grunting]

Our names are together, fighting the Beatdown Biddies. [chuckles]

What'd you do to her? Why is she framing you?

So, do I grab onto a specific body part?

Helter-skelter, here we come.

Clack your dentures together for Ethel and Edna,

- [man] Elizabeth. - Who is Jules Feiffer?

♪ GLOW, GLOW, GLOW, GLOW ♪

Maybe we should have a safe word.

[Ruth] Capitalist pig!

- [Tommy] Run it in there. - [grunts]

No, I just... I just... I gotta figure out a couple of things.

We came to train with you, the Lumberjacksons. [chuckles]