Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Don't touch the hundreds, jerk.

What are you working on there, honey?

That fat, drunk guy.

We'd invite you for coffee with us, but frankly, Mr. Peterson and I have no use for pathetic big house scum like yourself.

I'll just take an incy-wincy bite of that.

Yeah, yeah, that's right.

Hey, there's a man in here.

And that's perfect.

Sure, we could do it that way.

Please, you gotta!

58-year-old moron paperboy, Chris Peterson.

We're thinking tear gas.

Now, stay tuned for Charlie Hoover.

There isn't really a tiger in this box, but doesn't it look exactly like there could be a tiger in this box?

True lovers would actually share their candy bars with each other.

I guess you really do need to practice to keep up the skill.

Sometimes the sight of overwrought, weeping, crying loved ones can be quite effective.

I bet little Irma ain't so tough when the tables are turned, huh?

Man comes home from a leisurely morning of fishing and eating grass.

Don’t Run Away. Wait Someone Is Going To Get In Trouble!

Shut up, maggot.

And if you can, to the left.