Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

But it's pretty much all natural.

- Good work, Mac. - That's a dude.

What time are- are you getting off of work?

So when we see him we're supposed to act like we don't know anything?

- Who's we? - Me and Mac and Sweet Dee.

- Uh, I might. - [Urinating]

I don't wanna help you get that waitress to sleep with Charlie.

- Well, when does he go in for treatment? - He didn't say.

- Yeah. Well, I can't do it all by myself. - Oh, I'm sorry.

What's goin' on? Gotta pee.

- Laid. - Right! So let's find a girl for Charlie.

Would she wear the, uh, hot pants, tank top, wanna-hump-hump pumps?

Uh, did you want to talk, like, right now?

- [Mac] This is just pathetic. - Yeah.

Cancer- gold mine.

There's a dick in those pants.

Is that a penis in your plants?

These two guys started chasing me. Dee, get me a beer.

I lost my job at the Wawa.

- Why? - Well, Dennis was thinking that that might help...

What we'll do is we'll find a girl for Charlie tonight in the bar.

- Hey. - Charlie has cancer.

- So that afterwards I'll be- - Gross, dude.

But you won't be seeing me in class anymore.

Huh. I know that game.

- Yes. - [Dee] No, you won't.

She'd work for tips only. And she would even come in...