Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Vehicular-ly inclined.

No, I will not sing.

Oh, you do not interrupt me when I'm talking to you--!

You know something? You're right.

Okay, but we do need to move on.

her star Fellowship leader was spreading her legs for Luke Creswell

Yeah, Bowser, so you must of... had some misinformation.

we're just gonna go ahead and--

♪ My whole existence is flawed ♪

You mean you boned, but slower?

Misinformation.

Oh, nice move, goalie.

and I've been doing it much longer than you have,

-Are you sure? -Yeah.

-Oh. Hey, babe. -Hey.

to cheat on your wife with a prostitute and then beat her up?

I hate her dumb bitch face but... yeah.

if the prostitute is super into it?

Shit. Shit. Shit.

Whoa. Whoa. Whoa.

It's so baller.

My bail bondsman. My bail bondswoman...

-Sorry. -In your vagina?

Gotta get this... [mumbling]

How the hell are we gonna find out where he went?

But not like inside me,

-No, ma'am. -Maybe.

But, what if 2,500 doesn't cover it?

-Tell him you'll go on a date with him. -[groans]

-Okay. -See ya. Uh, I go-- I got golf.

-I am not Vin Diesel. -[gunfire]

-Okay, dude. -[Jennings chuckles]

Be a lying slut.

Dear Lord, please take away

I want to say, Jessica?

Since you cornered him,

All right, I'll come.

You don't have to sign who it's from.

John Stevens, dude.

-He beat up that poor woman. -We should have known.

And put that hair in a bun or somethin'. Fix it up.

I know, shocker. The slutty twin actually having feelings for somebody,

Owen's, like, spooky hot.

He beat up a prostitute.

[clears throat] Yeah. Yeah, here and there. Yeah, sometimes--

[handcuffs clicking]

Count it, Sterling. [clears throat]

[man] And if you can't handle that,

Check your phone. Shit!