Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Find weapons... find a weapon. - Weapons?
- Let's do it. - Mm, no.
No, they're not.
You gotta use your teeth, bud.
Okay, go ahead and rub that around.
at the annual Celtic Fest.
Is that a thing?
Dogs are idiots.
Jillian, we're wild animals too, all right?
Never happened.
{pub}Oh, hell, yeah, ditch...
I'm gonna die in the stupid woods!
Whoo. It's been a long time since I've driven.
- Yeah. - I'm the leader in this situation.
I will not hesitate to eat one of you. Okay?
What does that even mean?
I trained with them before they kicked me out
because I am a survival master.
Oh, that's only four hours.
Adam, come on, you're hurting the beer, buddy.
- You think? - Hell, yeah. You kidding me?
Oh-ho-ho-ho...
It was just an excuse, so I could get in the city parade.
Follow the leader.
I'm coming down. Help me come down.
- I'll find a... - There.
his genitals swell up?
Okay.
Guys, I was an Eagle Scout.
- Here we go. - Guys, I thought...
that I'm more of a survival master than you are, huh?
Not scared.
'Cept for when I rap, obviously.
Men in the woods, and we're doing this!
- Big roll, critical hit, baby! - Go, go, go, go, go, go...
What? What? Adam!
That's helping.
- Good job. - Okay. All right,
Now open your mouth.
Yeah, that's...
He's just like the T-Rex in Jurassic Park.