Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Rock star. Or, no, movie star.
And?
I see.
Do you guys want souvenirs?
See? That's how that works.
Yeah.
And no boys. They only want one thing...
and it's a dirty thing they want.
Yeah, I don't care. So, Eric, are you gonna be there?
Yeah, I mean, it might be really late...
You know...
Hey, Forman. Where's that big Fatso smile?
Good. Make sure no guys are hanging around Donna, capice?
Not like a fish. Again.
Now, the state dump...
You brought three beers, meathead?
- Dad, I'm quitting my job. - You're quitting?
You know, Eric, that's what I like about you.
My girlfriend's dad owns it.
"But wait a second. Where's Doofus?"
I'm exhausted, I'm behind on all my homework...
Only quitters quit.
So we're on. I'll bring the beer!
Okay. I quit now.
and now I can't.
"Let me help, guys," says Diligent.