Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I can't...
Jack would have loved that.
Fine. Then go. Ask me a question already.
Hobbies are very important for the retired.
That dick is a magic marker. Hooman has a crayon.
They'll find you.
Sorry, bro. I can't sell any Leg-Spreader while I'm hiding out here.
with the words, "Anus Botwin says hi."
You are just the idiot man-baby who walked out on us.
No. I meant I was actually lost at sea. My friend Sidney and I... Sidney Poitier.
Shit! You killed him.
I checked online not so long ago. It's worth, like, $700.
- You don't know anything. - I know my instincts.
It's in the safety deposit box at the bank.
Andy?
We had a deal. Jaka-cock for passports. I help up my end.
Who are you?
Here's your story. "Things happened to her, she dealt with them."
At least I don't have to worry about dropping dead at 40 from a bad ticker.
What is it?
But at least I'll know. I'll know.
Why'd you leave Esteban?
But don't keep it in. You're gonna give yourself butt cancer.
We grew apart because she fell in love with a gastrointestinal robot surgeon
the manager at Panda Express.
I've never told anyone that we swung. Swang.
What did you do with the body? I don't want to know.
Gratitude expressed through fellatio has never been rejected, ever in history.
We needed both keys to open it.
And kids tip over my carts.