Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm sitting on the side of the street smoking a cigarette

- You got any real killers in there?

You gonna do it? - Uh--

It's interesting.

- You wanna trade shoes, bro? - Kind of.

♪ I'm buying gold Rollies, yeah, I'm Trididad-in' ♪

- Why do you love snakes but you hate birds?

- Predatorial, of course. - Damn.

- I'm just gonna mate it and then give him--

- Anything to get out this fucking car.

- What--what's that, bro? Food?

- Put that out.

- It's a boa? - I'm not sure.

- This is a pretzel?

- 'Cause he knew primal scream therapy?

- But you must've been mad at him or some shit.

- Oh, shit. Yeah.

narrator: Lex has stayed behind to cry

- ♪ Skrrt, skrrt ♪

You wait five minutes and they explode into 20 snakes.

Yeah, I could be something else.

- You don't wanna touch those

- I--one-- I got locked up before.

because it seems arrogant if I'm like, "Yeah."

narrator: Let's see if these guys

- Huh? - Primal scream therapy.

"Slatt." narrator: Very rare.

- Really? - Yeah.

♪ I swear to God she wanna feel it ♪

- Fire. - This way.

And he had, like, stopped to get food.

Yeah, he trippin'. [chuckles]