Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, uh, did you want to hit the pipe cone?

And then you handed it to a dog

They're wild animals, Blake.

It's like the lovebug.

Okay, ow. I think I hurt my ankle.

- I'm gonna bite your ass! - Stop...

but you're coming off a teensy bit rapey.

Okay, Blake, I love you,

- You got so high! - Both:

- Aw, fudge. - I tried to yelp it, but I got no bars.

- All right, here we go. - Just get your toe in there.

Blake and Jillian won't survive much longer.

Might've tweaked something, actually.

- What are you talking about? - No! No!

- Dungeon Mas-Ders? - Placing the thumb on the hole...

Did you mean the left brakes or the right brakes?

Adam, what are you doing?

- We're gonna hike around. - Yeah.

Get that? It's a Golf War reference.

- Come on. Jerk me off, bro. - Oh, yeah.

- Hurry up. - You got it.

Hiking sounds like garbage right now.

That's good to know. Can we please vamonos?

Ow, let's go, Ders!

We're going this way. That was the wrong way.

- All right. - Mm.

and if we don't get there soon, she's gonna burn alive.

You're probably a little embarrassed

All right, I've had just about enough of this!

- All right, come on, get close. - Okay.

I came as soon as my shift ended. Where's... where's the fire?

Okay. Buckle up, boys.

Uh-oh, I can taste my brain in my nose.