Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I invited you here.
- WHITEY: The paw took hold of our fate and squeezed.
- WHITEY: Christ forgive me.
And the pastor gets it next.
the Whitlock Funeral Home was on the brink of bankruptcy.
You could be mayor! - ANNOUNCER: Mayor's slowly
Friends call me Whitey.
I asked the paw to send me a killer
way over your head.
to keep you safe.
of her dentures---- I adored that woman.
Fuck you! You took my fingers.
up the wrong tree here, don't ya?
Until I received what I took to be divine intervention.
- WHITEY: I guarantee it.
- No.
Which makes what I did all the more unthinkable.
- Wow, sounds like a shit load of new customers.
under the old high school football field.
Terror that I helped facilitate.
I'm the mayor of this town.
Oh, what?