Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Drop 'em, sailor.
Oh, oh, yeah!
And today is the day.
Wait a minute... this isn't one of those tests, is it?
We're gonna get fake married, and nothing's gonna stop us.
He's threatening to burn the place down. Cool!
My sister's a bitch.
What about the car?
And there was some swerving.
(sighs heavily)
Marty?
♪ 'Cause we gonna be doing it ♪
They give us free outfits and overnights,
What kind of... cock-fuck... does this to her brother?
Wish I could say this wasn't gonna hurt.
♪ Burnin' in me. ♪
All I wanted was to own my own home
Yeah, so now what? We run?
One of those woman things
Jesus, Marty, that's no time at all.
of an archaic civilization.
"I'm going to a wedding today."
Maybe you're being a little pessimistic.
And no sex in it.
Was supposed to be,
Can you imagine the service? "Do you Veronica...
You don't actually have to get married, do you?
You know, and besides, until gay people can get married
That girl's mama just skipped the folic acid.
so let's put this on film, huh?
Okay, I know that this is silly,
but you learn how to work with chemicals
We're just cutting out all the paperwork, right?
Set it up again, here we go.
I'm gonna go get cleaned up, and we'll have you back
He's sitting in there lighting a lighter.
When I get back,
I mean, his life actually has an odor.
♪ Say it like you own it... ♪
Right. Give me your dress so I can steam it.
True.
IAN: Uh, I'll get them after lunch.
and my monoamine oxidase inhibitor.
Hey, can Kev and V use this car for their big exit
Like lying to God's face?
before they even know you left.
What is?
of hers that gave you the damn cancer.
Cock and balls!
There's just so much I've gotta get done here.
Already off to the bank. No, no.
Again.
(rock music blaring)
Um... I don't think it can get
And now it's our house.
Yeah, well, she's dead now.
A man who doesn't even know what he wants to do.
Where are you going?
is merely the mark God leaves
shit-pisser... wedding day!
I don't want to ruin it.
(sighs)
(knocks)
The troop is sponsored by the Baptist church.
How would you know?
They're a bizarre appendage.
Maybe we should reconsider, babe.
so you're not gonna die of testicular cancer.
He's a shrink's wet dream.
Uh-uh, no, I'm taking him back to prison
♪ That you speak of? ♪
We tried talking him out of it, but he cried and cried,
But we gotta get you one of these.