Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Otay, now I know.
Reach around? Reach around?
- I'm not on you.
And this little Indian isn't going to go anywhere
- Stop it! Don't do that!
- What are they doing?
- ♪ You gotta be fresh ♪
- What? - Hey-yo!
[reggae dance music]
but we've got six hours to get to Hedonism II.
- Well, I parked my van outside of a college
- Damien! - Help!
- Buddy, drop it, all right?
- I can't see anything.
We were sent to pick him up by his mom
- I printed out the forms. I even filled them out for you.
your elder dudes a bit of respect, okay?
- So they're-they're not organic.
You could probably finish it in time, right?
And we don't use that name in this house.
- Wait up.
- Because my dick fell off!
- Yeah, but those are for, like, little children.
Jah, please. Ha-ha-ha!
Callum.. Lachlan, hmm hmmm.. aahhh....
guys who are gonna take you home, so come on.
- Okay, no, but you have to have some, like, scumbag friends
I was raised by a single mother
- Excuse me? I-
- Check!
- I messed everything up.
- Thank you.
I'm going for a very, very specific type of weird here.
- Help? I can't even watch!
Fuck! Fuck!
Pocahontas sounds great, but... - Thank you.
- Hey, my parents are divorced. Holidays are rough.
- Whoa, you do. You look just like him.
- We've had but one motto.
- I think you're right. - Get off me!
- Oh, check it out.
There's beaches. There's babes.
- Shh.