Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- You mad? - Give ya three guesses, Pam.
- How are you still single? - Right?
- But it's tomorrow night and she refuses to fly. - Wait, really?
Smokey and the goddamn bandit
- You kind of turned into a ginormous asshole. - Yeah, with ginormous big tittays.
I'm so angry right now I can't even...
Sterling! What are you talking about?
- Cherlene wrote a song about us. - What? She didn't write a...
- Oh. Oh, God, no. - Yes!
I don't dry. But-but I've seen you dry.
She's driving the bus. Mother, get on the bus.
- Or kilos, or whatever. - You put 50 kilos of cocaine on this bus
- No! No! Curtain is in ten minutes! - What do you want me to
- Ooh! Well, that went better than expected. - Yeah, maybe you can use
- Wait, what? - Sterling!
- The what? - Okay, first of all...
And you don't think I'm a kidnapping risk?!
- you have coke, Pam. - Well, and the snowballs, but...
are messed up! I just leveled the playing field!
- What the hell do they want? - I think they want us to pull over.
- Hey, sleepyhead! Welcome to Texas! - Already?