Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

If I got in trouble, he would get me out of it by doing the Sugar Ray.

- You have elephant tacos. - Who eats elephant tacos?

Harold Hill. Heh.

Ah, don't worry about him.

You know, I'm just... I'm learning a ton.

And so, Nickels comes in screaming, "Daddy, Daddy."

- That's all I got. I don't know what else. - I'd say Trojan horse...

- I'm a little broken, heh. - No, no, no.

...wrapped in duct tape...

And sure enough, there is a tick at the end of his little penis.

When Nick was a kid, he'd come with me all the time.

Oh, your mom. That's cool. Have with your Devs and your Anujs...

- My dad owes you money? How much? - Three, 400. Like 1100 bucks.

- We're just... - Yeah, you know...

- A very big sock. - I got it.

Are you angry at me about something, Little Penis?

- Tire iron. Tire iron. - Are you lying? You're lying.

- Another Indian guy? - My mom set me up.

- A potato? - You're the dumbest boy in the world.

- That's a good point. - Just wait for one hour.

- In this economy? - We could go on a hunger strike.

- We could self-immolate. - I feel like we're so close.

What possible catch can there be? I just want you to make a bet.

Take off your pants, take off your pants!

No, my name is not Jameel, it is Nick! You know that.

- With chopsticks. - What?

- Thirty years? - I'm not a successful adult.

- So, what do you think? - Terrible horse.