Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Hey, kids, everything they teach you in school is a lie.

What in the flat world? [groans]

Yo, bitches, the posse feels your pain.

Only Rand Ridley and Dietrich Kluge remain for the final round.

Nice work. Give it here.

to invest in yak testosterone supplements that will give me,

I'm drunk, I'm not deaf.

[groans] Our missions do feel suspiciously like B-stories.

[emcee] And finally, we saved the best for last.

Fuck, this is so lame.

Stop it! Jesus, I just wanted to chit-chat.

May the best man win.

us, and of course, our arch rivals, the Illuminati.

-[crowd] Manhunt! -[Reagan grunts]

and here's how!

but I 'Mo-wanna' more money!"

Where what happens?

We control the president, big oil,

What? But I've never tried drugs before, I'm high on life!

This whole thing has gone tits up. Time to fire up the jet.

Oh wow, enemies to lovers. That's never been done before.

It seems a little far-fetched.

[crowd chanting] Manhunt, manhunt, manhunt!

[in unison] It's just assholes all the way down.

-Where the hell are Glenn and Myc? -[Glenn] We're not leaving.

They wear sandals and create scandals.

Watch me be number one at number one.

Yo, maybe Cognito isn't just some boomer shit.

Wow, I really enjoy rivalry sex, apparently.

The whole place falls apart without us.

You let him get away, has-been!

Top that entrance, motherfuckers!

It's like Burning Man but they actually burn men!