Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Well, I ain't afraid of you, bitch! I'll blow a hole through your ass so...

I mean, the one time your son of a bitch father

♪ Christmas ♪

You know, I smoked two packs of menthols a day,

And while they're rolling their fat asses down here,

Well, if you wanna be scientific, yeah, I guess so.

- Tell me it's fucking dirty! - Okay, it's fucking dirty.

Ow! Goddamn, kid! Fuck!

We power it down, we have ten minutes before it reboots.

'Tis the season of giving!

Spare some change.

I know we left on bad terms.

Fuck me like the dirty little slut that I am.

- And how are you supposed to get it? - You mean, how are we supposed to get it?

Whoa! You go, little sperm. Get up in there.

♪ With a corn cob pipe and a button nose And two eyes made of out coal ♪

Meantime, we wear the suit, hit the pavement,

You need a tic tac

We're going to Mexico.

Son, this bus goes to the Arrowhead Premium Outlets.

- That's it. We're cutting him out. - What? Fuck no.

- Oh, oh, fuck me. I'm so dirty. - Yeah.

Or I won't let it hit me in the ass. Whatever the fuck it is.

has hallucinogenic aftereffects if you eat too much of it.

Hell if I know, I ain't his fucking secretary.

Hey, Shaft, you ready to stick it to this chick tonight?

- Where at? - Chi-Town.

That guy never rocked a clit in his life.

I wasn't the worthless piece of shit everybody else thinks I am.

Make it ten, and I'll let you do that thing with my shoe.

- But, Willie... - No "but, Willie." Goddamn it!

I'm Davis, you're Cook. End of fucking story.

That way, you don't wake up wondering why you got oatmeal in your carpet.

- Merry Christmas. - Yeah.

And pure shit on a good day.

I bet that pussy got lips like an orangutan.

♪ Tis the season to be jolly Fa la la la la la la la la ♪

But I've worn the suit enough to know a perfect Christmas gift when I see one.

Fine. I'll give you a second chance. If you give me a chance to help you.

Welcome to the shit show.

Fine! If it's an emergency, call me, all right?

♪ Sleep in heavenly peace ♪

I never would've gotten pregnant with you.

Uh, I do have a gingerbread man costume in a child's large, if you prefer.

♪ Right outside my door ♪

Ho, ho! Come on, you got Jesus and the lambikins watching over you,

- Grand Theft Auto V. - Nah, I don't care.

Well, I'm proud to say that my pussy is color-blind, so you never know.

They have Hungry Hoagies there too.

Are you off of your goddamn nut? Is that what you do?

Please don't make me picture that. I'm on it.

Come on, shitstick. Bring it on home to Mama.

I guess the abortion didn't take.

- This ain't no strip joint. - What a fucking Sokes family.

- The key, shorty. - Okay, first of all, fuck you!

Don't even think about it, Willie.

You're part of the family now.

You've seen them babies with beer bellies.

- Well, you don't know shit, then, do you? - Hey, listen, before we had midget...

are you a complete fucking retard?

♪ I just can't wait till Christmas day ♪

Think she knows?

- Don't do that. - Oh, that's for me.

You, me. Before I fucked it all up.

- With no teeth, he ought to try dudes. - Terrible.

If I cut ties with every numbnut who tried to shoot me,

- Cutting her out after the grab. Right? - Yeah, yeah. We're good.

♪ Shepherds quake at the sight ♪

Not a chance. Nah, this chassis' built to last.

Clitoris, son. Do it for Mama.

- Shit. How'd you get that? - He tapped that security girl.

Hang on a second here.

- Let's go, come on! - I'm on it.

That big bitch is mine.