Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Maybe if you crawled out of my ass.

Or whatever the idiotic expression even is. Jesus.

If we're gonna take on Breem and his cronies,

You know what you are?

The morons they gave tenure positions. Chairs even.

- What is the word that I'm looking for? - Rooted.

Danny still gets speaking requests. I mean, not Phil "Dona-who," but...

Shit. Shit. Sorry. I didn't mean...

Congratulations.

Three famous burgers, three large fries and a chocolate shake, please.

I actually think something good could happen.

I said just a second.

And that's why I think you're so cool, but...

Danny was the one who could rile up a crowd. Inspire us.

Yeah. That bastard.

Pretend you haven't heard of him.

Okay. That's the last time. You're done.

None of these things are particularly hard to do with a little fucking discipline.

I'm gonna go to work.

I mean, if my mom was even half as rad as you, I...

while I'm stuck in the kitchen with this bitch.

You guys are from the same generation, I guess.