Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Look, Ruxin, I am perfectly capable of giving an impartial ruling, all right?
Questionable. Questionable.
The Ark of the Covenant, he melts your face.
Dr. Dre, you are killing it.
Yeah.
- This whole day has been amazing. - Oh, yeah?
- In the other room, watching football. - Yeah, right.
Hey, can you give my girl a foot rub if she needs one?
Goods not as advertised, Ruxin.
Something like, "Hey, I heard this is an emergency.
Put it on the rug rat. Taco, take a bath in it.
"Hold Your Horses. Hold Your Horses, Okay?"
- You have any peppermint oil? - You know I do.
We were thinking of going to Hammer's house in Wrigleyville, just hanging.
- I can't even come back from that. - And that's why I write it down.
- Hey, give me. - Ow, ow!
Just tell the rest of The Fantasy League of Extraordinary Gentlemen that I'm sorry.
- I'm a king there, they love me. - What?
- He actually has really sensitive teeth. - Yeah.
Can I just say, next week, I would like to extend an invitation to you...
Cover yourself in this.
Hey, hey, giggly, it's rude to talk on the phone in front of your friends.
...I think that we should change it to The Fantasy League of Extraordinary Gentlemen.
We're hearing you, and we're gonna try harder.
- Why would I change? Yeah. - Why would you change?
- Need help in the kitchen? - I do.
- High-five. - There he is.
You've really... You've done enough to my psyche.
- Fun with feces. - Fun with feces.
Want you to call those guys, break up with that league.
- Done. - Paella time.