Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What's going on? Nothing?
The zodiac killer never confessed.
No worries, Gary.
And I thought you might also like to know
Uh-oh.
Or regular Indian.
What are you losers doing for your bachelor party?
raining compliments on you, huh?
Jamm is stealing this lot right out from under us.
Oh, I'm sorry, what's this?
In the spirit of fair play,
Make all the ruckus you want.
Whale, whale, whale,
Use the penises.
Stop.
Well, well, well,
I suggest we put on these authentic Wamapoke headdresses
Jamm, what the hell are you doing?
I'm very, very sorry.
I don't know if we could put that in a public park.
Max Leavitt Max Leavitt
I'm still technically married, but my wife knows the deal.
Please.
But as time goes by, it eats away at me.
We have a new slogan that I'm quite proud of:
Oh, God, I could die.
You'd be surprised.
Well, well, well,
if it isn't Mr. Best Man and Bachelor boy.
I tweeped. I called Tweep.
Well, well, well,
I knew it.
Do you have a second right now?
Blonde hair, big breasts, long legs.