Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

We're bringing it up because we love you.

The one with the fleur-de-lys Oh, you mean the French swastika?

Even though I am annoyed at the fit of your shirt

So I'm gonna take my first Uber.

I caught a puss face from Janet during the lunch.

No, but I know who you're talking about and that chick is weird.

Seven minutes. I've got seven minutes.

Oh, right, I could take a cab to Applebee's,

But I did not recreate it at the DMV, so, of course, I was all thrown off.

And I'm gonna pass this sucker, thanks to your sage advice.

Oh, we got a ringer!

Are you gonna drive?

but she's not retaining anything. It's bad.

We fell out of touch after the whole Robert mess.

Oh, that's why.

If I try to ride a bike, I'm one speed bump away from a-a titanium hip.

-Roy Orbison is blind. -He's not blind, he's dead.

Shit fuck! Fuck shit! Fuck nuts!

Although, I don't know. You know, it is a little weird

Oh, yes. It's the only time I ever got kicked out of a bowling alley.

Heh. Me neither.

Frankie's here. We were hoping to see you.

-Oh, we do. -Mm-hmm.

I thought you wouldn't eat it.

-Mom-- -I can't believe what I'm hearing.

-I thought we had a deal. -You flunked again? Forty?

-She flunked. -Oh, God damn it.

No, I'm not like what's-her-name in that movie with that guy.

And where are these independent drivers now?

It puts a pit in my stomach, but I hear you.

Shit fuck, fuck shit, fuck nuts