Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Put that back!
Don't you see, Gus?
You're not still afraid to look at half-naked babes in mail-order catalogs, are you?
It all started when I got promoted to sergeant many years ago.
Oh, that is hardly nothing.
What the hell?
And then he'd be making fun of me.
This one's gonna be a doozy to fix.
Uh, fill a turkey baster with warm water, tinge with yellow food coloring, and squirt it at him?
He'll also have a nose that you could cut cheese on.
Don't you understand?
I'm telling you, you mess with the pass, you get screwed over.
Hey, nothing.
Let's try it.
Your cock fights suck, you bastard.
That would be a bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad thing for Chris to do.
Hi, kitty.
Now, how to travel.
I was happy then.
It's okay.
What the hell's the matter with you?
And we redo.
Police force, that is, huh?
Uh, spill a drink on him?