Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- I've seen you on Leah's Instagram. - Oh.

Andrew, you're quite good at Bacterium Delirium.

And over there Prince and Liz Taylor and Richard Burton.

- Shut up, you're a picture. - No, I'm not, I'm in the wall.

- What thing? - You know, your-- your passion?

- Oh, my goodness. - [chuckles]

- [phone vibrating] - Hey, Nick.

So, how'd you get your hair to do that? [chuckles]

What's our Dorito sitch?

- Tell Prince your problems. - Her name is Tallulah Levine

Bye, head pusher.

- Dead. - What happened?

- Who's keeping calendar? - I am keeping calendar.

and I guess I'm going to a high school party.

You're being very sweet, but I'm a danger to myself and others.

Ooh! I wonder if she'll fuck you while her dad goes down on the mom.

You are a bad friend.

I wish women were more sex positive, but we're just not there yet.

Uh, well, darn it, forget it.

- [jazz music playing] - Duke. Duke, I--

I mean, come on. How else are guys supposed to get blowjobs?

I kind of wish we had just gone to see Carpet Ceiling.

Thanks. You know, I believe when he's dating those women

Wait, what? That's not me.

And I don't get any toenail clippings after we--

You were great as Tom Cruise, very sympathetic.

I just wanted to keep a toothbrush and a few spare dicks at your apartment.

- The, you know, area... - Okay, yeah, Nick.

[girl] Tom Cruise, Scientology is a cult.

- Oh, well, great, which one? - Uh...

- Really? [groans] - Obviously.

Missy, you really didn't do anything wrong in that closet.

- What news? - Daniel is... [pops lips] dead.

Well, if the incomparable Ms. Whitney Houston

We tried. We can't get a rhythm.

What's up, chicken butt?