Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Everything you said about all the stuff
Probably singing, dancing... farting.
‐You know it. ‐Fuck Chunk. What?
All right. Got to get rid of the evidence.
‐MAN: Cattle prices. ‐MAN 2: Feed price up.
there's no deer out here.
WILLIE JACK: Chunk is that big‐ass buck we seen
Maybe if he left, he'd still be here.
I told you that before?
They come right back.
this is what's gonna bring you back.
‐Well, we always hunt here. ‐Well, yeah, but we don't own it.
Shit, even fucking Dr. Phil.
Breathe.
You know, if you go,
Sorry, Unc, I'm just...
Yeah, well, the stuff I want to do you can't do here.
‐'Sup. ‐♪♪ But there ain't no ♪♪
I hear they hunt hogs.
That and Daniel. It was Daniel.
‐The owners'? ‐Yep.
Bugs flying in my hair! I'm tired of this shit!
Why didn't you ever leave? Nothing out there for me.
Sure miss him, Dad.
Just scared me to the bone.
Got me out here fucking sweating for you,