Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[all chuckling] - Oh, yeah. Okay. I get it.

- Oh, no! - Aw.

- Yeah, he did some-- probably did some bullshit.

narrator: He's a crybaby who hurt his little fingers.

Bro, this one got a face on it.

- I watch Discovery Channel.

Yeah, he probably had, like, a thing.

And I didn't do it.

- Nah, I was in the police car still.

- You wanna see one? - Yeah.

♪ I'ma make sure lil mama feel it ♪

- Yeah, now, it's just like, oh, yeah,

narrator: Here is no water, but only rock.

- Like, is it just gonna be someone saying "Tesla"

You just gotta, like, learn how to--

- No, I'm saying I know more about snakes than birds.

- Yeah. [distant bird call]

narrator: He will stop at nothing

You do whatever you want. - Yeah.

♪ Baby, I'll give you head, give me ceilings ♪

Amongst the rock, one cannot stop or think.

- Shit big as fuck, bro. That's a eagle?

You never tried it as a teen or whatever?

Oh, wow. He's in your hole.

- Yeah, they some that can, like, camouflage with sand.

for the first time in my life.

♪ Make me feel it, make me feel it ♪

It's crazy how quiet it is in the desert.

- Snake. - A snake.

- It's one guy. Yeah.

But this shit apparently-- - Yeah. Rattles.

- I have chefs.

- Like, you're the same-- you can still do the same shit

- I--my attitude is that of someone who didn't do anything.

- ♪ Yeah, oh ♪

narrator: For our adventurers, it may be a mixed bag,

- [coughing] It stinks.

I'm like, "Yo, can you let me out to smoke?"

[birds squawking]