Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Facts are facts.
Yeah, yeah, the:
- Hey, people call me Ruxin. - Hi.
- I'm gonna kill you. - Unprofessional.
Oh, you son of a bitch.
All right, it's weird. You got a trophy with my girlfriend's face on it.
Damn it.
Take down your pants...
- Shiva. - I'm sorry, how did this happen?
That's what we're going to find out if you'd give us a few minutes.
To be clear, my testicles will be in your hands.
Well, it's the same audio. I just changed the title.
This is not about Fantasy Football. This is about my girlfriend.
We could come in for a little bit.
Look, I'm not gonna do anything to ruin your chances.
Yeah, and I really like it.
- Who's up for a field trip? - Where?
And Kevin, oh, he's lost all this weight.
It's you and me in the Shiva Bowl. You should be worshiping her.
Winter Olympics on? I didn't know it was coming back.
No, I'm not gonna leave my car here.
This is the Shiva. Your girlfriend is Shiva.
- How do you know where she lives? - Stole her address from Andre's phone.
- What? - Yeah, yeah.
Can I offer to buy you a beverage? A beer perhaps?
- You know what I mean? - Yeah. That was inside.
- Who's that? - I don't know.
- Kevin, hold it. - Oh, Shiva!