Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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without me having to feel guilty about it.
-And Brett. -[Myc gasps] How did you find us?
[Myc] Do his condoms look like little tuxedos?
I'm going to use a solar-powered laser to burn off your testicles.
Probably best not to speculate.
of science and feminine wiles can accomplish.
-Oh come on. -Ashes to ashes, motherfucker.
Jesus, Myc, that is your solution for everything.
[sighs]
is finding Reagan's killer.
I'm even catching up on Great British Bake Off.
[crowd] Boo.
Yeah, and yet you still stalked me here.
Even better. This is a special timepiece that emits a cloud of knockout gas.
and start a tasty little Airbnb side hustle.
-What are you doing here? -What are you doing here?
Bear to leave, right.
you really don't seem to know what you're doing down there!
Yes, it's like they don't even care Reagan's dead.
Shit. Shit. Shit. I cannot believe this.
You're right. Rafe and I are meant to be.
Okay, yeah, I do hear it.
-Rafe? -[sexy music plays]
[mocking] We have to brainwash Congress. Milk me.
Ghost Protocol?
I just disappear you. It's on you to stay disappeared.
was, like, super toxic.
Oh, my other shoe.
Oh, wow, awesome. Ejector seat.
to forget the ending of Breaking Bad so I could rewatch it.
I'm just a very hot and very single onlooker.
You finally get laid by the first guy this year
Welp, I am gonna grab a brewski
Do any of these buttons dispense Advil?
But in this case, I'll allow it. Dish, girl.
-[laughs] -[groans]
[Myc] Yeah, Reagan. We're all hiding in a panic room