Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm at work. Somebody made a joke.

What about... what about her?

What's with all the hang-ups?

cluster them together.

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

But she's nice, you know?

She's nice, you know?

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

- Bummer. - I know.

For the flow off the tits.

It wasn't supposed to be like this.

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

this thing might come together.

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

So first, the lighting's way too bright.

Two minutes on high. Yeah.

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

How did you not get that from the invitation?

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

Some bitter wannabe who's pissed from working

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

Um, I think so.

We only get one chance at this life, okay?

Pants, get the pants.

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

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

- No. Not like that. - No?

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

Uh, where would you like me to put it?

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

I'm pouring them.

(crowd cheering)

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

Let's not waste our lives denying our desires.

I really really seriously want to thank you.

Keep them drinking and get them into the fuck room.

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

- Whoo! - Close enough. Yes yes!

congratu-fucking-lations.

- (cheering) - You feeling good?