Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Look, I don't wanna be hit on right now, okay?

I don't have any hang-ups.

I'll do it. Who wants to do me?

- Okay. - It's irrational for sure.

You want me to take off my shirt?

- Lydia? - Yes.

Oh no, mm-mm. I don't live here.

There's nothing going on, believe me.

Don't worry, boss. Getting off the phone.

- Okay. No thank you. - Nicky?

Yes yes, it's good for me, Henry.

but let's not get in anybody's face, you know.

I don't think so.

The bartender left?

- Pour, my friend. - Jesus, man.

What? Like I'm about to start my period?

And if we're breaking the code of professional conduct...

So first, the lighting's way too bright.

and now all I'm left with is this empty rib hole of memories.

- What for? - Oh, you didn't hear?

- You're doing it backwards. - Whoo!

She's messy, kind of rude,

you're a perineum away from kissing dick.

- You too. - Mr. Pollard. Boss.

(cell phone vibrating)

If the fish dies, then he'll be devastated.

Why does Uda have a sheep?

Oh! "Kyre, congraturation!"