Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

if you ever need help, I'm here for you, okay?

Suck it, judge. [mic thuds]

- Can I just say one thing? - No.

outside of this inner sanctum of masculinity.

All I'm asking you to do is not cheat!

- Unfortunately, I can't divulge that.

I don't want to be in one of his songs.

My dad is the caterer.

- [muttering] - Okay, Pops, we need to talk.

Please spell the word.

this year we wanna just have a little bit more diversity

- Main boy? I don't even know you.

it's a bit much. - Why are you fighting?

- A-R-M-O-I-R-E. Armoire.

- Uh-oh, tests!

- Booze, Doritos, penis sweaters.

I spelled it right, trust me. - Okay, next up,

- Uh, well, from what I know...

- That's the nicest? - It's top three.

I don't wanna hear it. - [grumbles]

- You got it. - Hey, I have...

- He's got nine other songs about his wife; it's crazy.

but I don't have time to chat.

There's a time to spell and there's a time

- Thomas, what are you talking about?

Now, get out there and make me proud.

- What's up? - We have a problem, Tom.

I need to just borrow some fishing equipment,

- Hey, Tom. Tom's mom.

- I'm so sorry, Priya Auntie.

♪ In front of our friends ♪

- Whip 'em out, guys.

Come on, for God's sake. How tired can you possibly be?