Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Let's not waste our lives denying our desires.

You know, "Don't touch my fries, fuckstick."

Some bitter wannabe who's pissed from working

- Ahh! - Under the title "Jumping Boys."

How did you not get that from the invitation?

(crowd cheering)

I mean, speaking as a member of the species...

- How do you know? - Oh my God, guys.

I'm at work. Somebody made a joke.

She's nice, you know?

cluster them together.

So first, the lighting's way too bright.

You get crazy. I'll be back with more bodies to...

What's with all the hang-ups?

Don't even go into a room called a fuck room

I really really seriously want to thank you.

It wasn't supposed to be like this.

For the flow off the tits.

Pants, get the pants.

- "What am I doing?" - No no no.

Well, I mean after my divorce, but...

- (cheering) - You feeling good?

- I was not going to say that. - You know what?

Uh, where would you like me to put it?

But she's nice, you know?

Two minutes on high. Yeah.

What about... what about her?

We only get one chance at this life, okay?

- Bummer. - I know.

congratu-fucking-lations.

Keep them drinking and get them into the fuck room.

- Thank you for that, really. - (glass shatters)

- No. Not like that. - No?

No, they're not common here. Thank God.

do some scene study, a little cold read...

Um, I think so.

No! Let's check our hang-ups at the door.

this thing might come together.

- Whoo! - Close enough. Yes yes!

I'm pouring them.