Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

June just asked me to dunk, y'all.

You heard of it? The famous theater chain.

What if we, uh, post the job online, right?

underhand passes it over to TK.

- No. - I'm not tellin'.

Apparently we made it onto Rancho Kidzamunga.

You can barely hope to contain him!

Who wants to get their little face

- Thank you. - And let's not forget big-ballin' Blake over here

"Dunk, TK. Dunk."

It's a blog about all thing kids in the R.C.

That's it. You, out of the car now.

How do I say this?

Should we celebrate some good times?

Our pleasure, TK.

if he'll allow me to dunk.

What is brickleberry?

I'll see you at work.

- Pfft, oh. - Who and nts to see

- Let's do this! - Like I told you.

you were like a modern-day Jeff Dunham.

- There's not. I just looked. - Let me see. See?

- So that's a no. - I hate this game.

who underhands the ball back to me.

- I'm psyched, bro. - Come on.

Blake catches it midair, who then passes it back to Ders, catching it midair,

- That's crazy. - I always knew I'd be famous, dude.

- Jeez! - Whoa.

We're off the clock, kid. Go, um, suck your mom's tits for me.

- Entertainment for an eight-year-old's birthday party, huh? - Us?