Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What are you waiting for?

- Well, it doesn't look so new anymore. - Yeah, don't drink and drive.

Forget it. No! No, you need to be there in case he shows up.

Hey! Now, let's try to stay calm.

Ooh. What a crock of shit.

make sure he's really dead!

Put another container on it! Hi.

- but I think Ben Willis killed David Egan. - Wait a second.

I mean, it could still be him. Then find him, Ray.

You two look like shit run over twice

What the hell are you talking about? Don't fuck with me, Max.

You're-- you're the friend. You're the fisherman.

don't you lie to me

Dude, your tellin' it wrong.

I had no idea her breasts were so ample.

Max, what-- you think?

Ooh. What a crock of shit.

running people over,

it'll be eaten by crabs and small fish.

Now, that's the original story. That's the way it really happened.

I'm gonna hook you!

and you know how terrified I am of your I.Q., but--

Elsa was class of '92.

No, it's scratching because the guy's been hung...

Did he have a last name? Blue. Billy Blue.

Hey, easy! Easy!

The guy's already dead. If we go to the police, we're dead too.

That's him, huh? It's hard to believe that's the guy.

Don't you nod your head. You fuckin' say it!

No, he wasn't decapitated. He was gutted with a hook.

Check his pulse. No way!

Yes, I do. I love you and you know that. But you know what?

Probably some crack fuckin' around.

she's the best girl that I ever had

A will avoids probate? It's an urban legend. American folklore

Of the dangers of having premarital sex.

but you were too fuckin' jealous to handle it.

Julie, get your white-as-death,

And then we can live happily,

- Hey! - You asshole!

Mom, I know it looks bad, but the summer session went really well.

I want you to get something. There is no you and me.