Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Drink up, ladies.

Yeah, I don't get it. You already did this.

I'm tripping so hard.

Not to mention I've already taken these bitches

["Take Me Out to the Ball Game" playing]

We're gonna beat that record.

only to wake up the next morning

-Goddamn, when's the last time you flew? -[grunts]

How come you're a man servant?

-♪ Rainbows and...♪ No! no! -Yeah. Yeah, I did the mic thing last time and it killed,

willing to pay any price for fake spirituality

Oh, really? 'Cause I'm gonna ruin your game now.

You know, Judy Garland, Liz Taylor...

-I need two more beers. -We're out.

And you're not one of them.

All right, goddammit, Mrs. Mac, Artemis is out.

[slurring]: Ah, I did it! I did it.

And we're also switching to pink wine.

Here. Drink this.

Okay, so every little airplane bottle of wine

You're a soy boy beta cuck.

That feels dangerous.

I'm gonna make big money in California.

Oh. Nope. It's just you.

There's only one man on this flight.

[sighs] I can't do it, Marty.

So let's just call it an even 29 to win. Good?

Just, uh, crystals, worry dolls, dream catchers,

Oh, God, wha... What is going on?

I know, because I find them so attractive.

-No. Soy boy beta cuck. -[grimaces]

You're not supposed to be here.

What's with this line? It hasn't moved.