Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Feel this bitch as I go for the three

One part the fuehrer One part the pope

We're copycatting a serial killer that already exists.

- Come on. - We take this to our grave. Ow.

- Bye, Mr. Gilmore. - Bye!

everywhere I go I see the same ho

They... They turned the hot water off in the showers, all right?

Rappers coming in with their team and carry toolies

run run Drew! oh and you are so hot in your bra and panties

So you think Bobby did it?

No, Mr. Killer. I don't know where you are.

- You idiot. - I'm a... I'm a bad man.

Kenny, get the camera ready. Here. Hold my gum.

Wow. Sounds like we've got the makings of a serial killer on our hands.

And the sick bastard planted drugs all in the house there.

RUN BOGGS!! RUUUUNN!

And I'll do her behind behind and behind

Yeah, I got you. I got you on camera.

- Ooh. What is it? - It's just a scary movie.

and the police have asked us to give you the following safety tips.

- What about our trip to San Francisco, then? - I wanted to go shopping.

Okay. I'd really like to see you, but... I love you.

I can't feel my legs.

this some is good half.

- Bye, Doofy. - Bye, Cind.

Knick knacks office how may I help you? Heeehe

When Tremblay is near my desk giving a scientific philosophical lecture

Why do you wanna know my name?

but that wasn't planned or anything.

Come on, let’s go!

- What's that? - That's when you know you've become a man, Doofy!

I gotta go to the bathroom. Here. Take your hot sauce.

omg we hit a boot

I'm cool, though, right?

- Now we know Bobby's not the killer. So who is? - I don't know.

Well, there's a problem. Some money went missing.

Ha! Scurry shit

Has oído algo? No, he oído nada! Sigue!

Hi. Gail Hailstorm, author of the new book You're Next.

No, no, no. I'm good, man. But hurry back. She's gonna perform.

He walks alone under the big city lights

- Hey, you know, shit happens. - Sheriff! - Sheriff!

- Do you know what I mean? - Yes, I do, uh, Miss Mann.

- Just get a little closer to me. - Something you're gonna tell me?

I'm the last thing you see I'll hang you from a tree

- How it feels when we're together - Just like that.

- Oh, yeah, you know, old Mrs., uh... - Old Mrs...

What was she like in bed, Boopie?

I said don't disturb me while I'm listening to "Nobody"

I'm gonna slash and gash Cut another hole in your ass

AYY YOO, PARTY AT PATX!!!

Because he's just messing with us.

- That's not a horror movie. - Yeah, well, you haven't seen Shaq act.

- Toke! Toke! Toke! Toke! - Yeah!

- He was on the road. - And you think he came back to get revenge?

you turned out to be the killer.

Here. Take one, guys. Don't forget: election's Tuesday.

Now the talent portion of the competition.

I'm a Denny's surprise I'll scoop out both of your eyes

I'll slit you ear to ear You know what

Cindy, come on. We'll just pretend it never happened.

Selling it back Getting paid to crack thieving

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Scare the shit out of you then watch you pee

Okay. Yo! Party at Juan’s House. Drunk white women for errrone!!!

Yeah, I'm not supposed to say. It's official police business.

- Come on! Come on! - Give it to me. Give it to me. No!

So? I don’t know him

I need some logs

It's the inevitable return, baby of the Great White Dope

I think I paid my money like everybody else up in here.

Oh you mean Timmy's got baby dick too?

Ah! Okay, turn around.

I see black people

Oh, so what movie is this from, Die, Cheerleader, Die?

Got lots of sick now!

I said a dollar, B****!

They had a killer at your old high school, Shorty?

She's about to get it on with Shakespeare.

- Baking soda. Not baking powder. - Soda.

Okay, my presentation is on the First Amendment.

You're ice cold thriller Because I'm the fucking chiller

Don't worry, 'cause I never forget.

Gennaio 2, 1975

The clip for this IRS is not available, folks.

We take this to our grave. Say it.

- It won't close. - I'll do it.

Please! I'm just a day player!

- All right, fine. - Call me later.

Gennaio 29, 1975

Okay. Yo! Party at Brittany’s house!

That psycho wants a piece of me, bring it on.

Are you all alone?

My god, look at Berea right now.

And remember, never, ever believe someone...

We'll take him down to Williamson Cove and we'll dump him in there.

Great White Dope

Bobby, turn around! It's the killer!

Oh, that's not my boyfriend.

Buffy Gilmore doing a dramatic reading.

- Ray, you are so freaky. - That's right. You know I'm freaky, girl.

Come on out here, you sick fuck!