Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I am tweeting that.
Here's a secret: if ejack tasted this good, I'd drink it by the frickin' gallon.
It used to be frickin' wet, but now it's dry.
You choked our bodybuilder friend Rog.
Blazer, shut up.
You ready to get your butts handed to you?
The scene?
ALL: We're here! We're queer! We want to drink beer!
(LAUGHING)
We're big MMA dudes, man.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, how are we not invited?
I'm gonna help myself.
Oh, check it out, the run. The run.
What you're saying is, that we did not have sex with each other?
(ANDERS ECHOING) We're three-way gay!
And I think that's why I'm so addicted to freaking having these gigantic muscles
- Mm-hmm. - All right, quit looking at me.
Yeah, man, I like my martial arts like I like my women.
All right. What's the problem?
- Hello. - Hi.
- This party seems pretty sweet. - That's true.
- Gross. - Okay, whatever.
Until we write our tell-alls.
(ALL SCREAMING)
We haven't even had our morning sugar-free Red Bulls. We're still waking up.
BLAKE: Eww, are you kidding me? Those were fish? I thought they were chicken.
ANDERS: We're using some upper strength here.
They gaining on us. Go! Come on, Bill.
BLAKE: Grr, I'm gonna butt ram you. (LAUGHS)
ANDERS: Right? BLAKE: How are we not invited?
Yeah.
(CHANTING) How are we not invited? Okay
You're in my space, and I don't feel safe with that.
Close the curtains, dude.
Proud to be your friend.
- Okay, wow. - ANDERS: That's a relief.
- There it is. - Wow.
MONTEZ: This is like Romper Room in here right now.
adult conversation about what happened.
Cool party. Later, bitches.