Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I want six shakes in my fridge at all times, ready to go. And I want 'em beyonce color. Not darker, not lighter. Beyoncé!

Where open-minded people do weird things to each other.

What do you mean "I"? Real Apps is my idea. You came up with the name.

There's a trail of chairs, but the floor is lava.

I know there's no farm where dogs and grandpas go.

- Seriously. Are you a cop? Tell me. - No.

Hey, this is really good.

That's our thing, we don't fight.

- That's what I'm talking about. - We've learned a lot.

- I'm with Russell. Perfect. - Don't wanna be on my team?

- Ugh. - I was wondering if you guys could be cool.

but I hear you hari-kari'd that one.

Time for me to get an adult job with adult people.

- What now? - More beer.

- Hey you. - Tell me everything. How's it going?

and I got really nervous and I tried to flirt information out of you.

he wanted to do it. I get to hold it...

Or a really high-class prostitute.

I put my beans in your shakes.

Grover Cleveland.

We, like, throw our heads back when we laugh...

It's 2012, Winston.

Hey, guys. So listen, Russell is gonna come and stay this weekend.

Actually, I don't trust what "cool" means to all of you...

And if you wanna get with me, you have to get with my friends.

We'll see you again probably never.

Ugh. Jess, this room is not a place of comforting, okay?

We just had a fight.

Typing is not a special skill.