Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Happy birthday
Go inside and be professional, do our jobs.
- She doesn't look very good. - No, she took a little beating.
...at the surveillance cameras of all three liquor stores?
- I'm impressed. - Bullshit.
Taco, okay? I need money.
- Bring your own pajamas. - No, I'm not.
- Numb-nuts. - What's up, Kevin?
I'm the commissioner, not the sticker bitch.
God bless Fantasy Football. There are many things a man can do with his time.
- Get out. - No.
- I'm doing the work this year, okay? - Heh, heh, heh.
Guarantee he throws four picks in the first game.
What do you wanna do?
Yeah, you guys got in my head. I shat the bed.
- That was great. - Okay.
First pick, Adrian Peterson.
Not sure I appreciate being associated with bathroom time.
Where they finish in the race is where you draft, huh, bitches?
It's gonna be mine. And I'm gonna get all your sloppy seconds.
How does a woman know that her husband has slow swimmers?
Same old, same old, you know.
Oh, well, they match.
- Tim Brady, mother* * * * * * s. - Congratulations.
...then be given a parade in his honor.
And nine months before that magical day
She's all over the place. It's awesome, trust me.
You're going away for five years, and I just lost Adrian Peterson.
- I didn't even say it yet. - All right.
As an attorney, I don't see it that way.
Where you been? You forgot the Shiva at my house.
Down Dog. Is it a yoga benefit?
- Eagle looks cool, right? - Oh, it looks awesome.
Yeah, I'm in the bathroom.
Either way, let's get moving here.
- Nice and really slow. - I like that.