Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I love my wife very much.
Mm-hmm.
Oh, my god. We don't need to know this.
'Cause I-I've got something to say.
That dude just gave it to me.
All right, look, I think you are smokin' hot,
That's not the context I was looking for.
- I'm getting you! - Aah! Stop, Nate!
The shit show was aunt Vanessa? And you made out with her?
Come on, you're up.
- Let's do it on the casket. - No!
You could use your tongue.
Oh!
she'll make out with anybody with a mouth.
Get back in the car, please.
I was an enforcer!
Well, remember when I said I design roller coasters?
- That's what you're going with? - Yeah.
Well, I remember the sex was amazing.
I just need you to know that I really hate liars.
Gonna need a little more context on that.
It's okay. I'm not ovulating anyway.
- Why would you do this? - Ahh.
I met your loser friend at a bar,
- No! Get out of there. - Stop being a little bitch!
You are rock-solid.
I'm sorry. You know I support all choices, but...
- Where was that? - What? You said you like to party.
What's next? Is my name even Jared?
to poor what's-her-name.
I know this may be a little forward, but...
I'm on the lam with my angel...
You know, we go to the movies
if she so desires.
- I really like Boston. - I could totally live in Boston.
- Hey. - Hi.
Exactly. We finally understand.
- It's not a choice. - No.