Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

the shit-sack house on fire.

and he's comin' for the rest of me.

And the day is good.

He's my lucky charm. Gave me six kids.

Well, great then.

How sad is that?

No, it's probably nothing.

Look like a douche bag with that mullet.

You saying you don't want to get married?

I need you and your testicles

Oh, thank you, Mama.

Congratulations on that.

Well, you were doing 35 in a 25.

and it sort of freaked me out.

(voice breaking): I can't fix this.

Tourette's coupled with bipolar disorder and a drinking problem.

Don't be a dick, dude! Fuckin' wear it!

Hey, Gloria Steinem, enough of the blah-blah.

I have to keep an eye on it.

♪ What is this feeling ♪

that I can't fix this.

A little immoral, don't you think?

Eat it or miss it, people!

VERONICA: Back on.

I'm gonna burn down your cocksucking, cockfucker...!

Look at Lance Armstrong. He had that ball cancer.

Uh, Karen and I use your place Friday night?

The whole idea of marriage is a useless vestige

What's it gonna cost me?

Maybe you're making yourself too available?

Why the hell are you crying?

♪ I want to be your jasmine ♪

(splutter, sighs)

and a life and everything, but seeing it and...

(dinging on glass)

I got three nuts. Gonna die.

♪ Got a rock 'n' roll heart, baby ♪

about this whole wedding thing.

What do you mean?

You're not getting married without me.