Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Yeah, it was. Oh, crap, no. - [clears throat]

That's like the number one zone.

- Question: am I still dreaming? - I think so.

♪ And not her nice panties ♪

- Eww. No. - Oh, come on.

Ejecta? Oh, she wants it.

Well, that's a relief 'cause I'd do it, but it would weigh on me.

And we didn't want to be blamed for your suicide.

Miss B, will you marry me?

Yeah, well, there was a new one on WGN last night.

I seem to be suffering from a classic case of swollen tongue. [chuckles]

- [rumbling] - Oh, my God! Whoa!

And Jessi will be wearing a tight little skirt-- ooh.

Andrew Glouberman has a girlfriend.

Now, as you can see, the booth is empty, as is this booth.

- I'm so glad you're here. - Oh, good.

Sorry about that. I had one of my dicks in my mouth. Say yes.

I don't want to make fun of him. There's a ton of mold on those shower curtains.

- Okay, well, I'll take out my penis. - Shh, shh!

- He's talking about Andrew. - Yes.

- What about the bath mat? - She's real, and she's spectacular.

Stick a thermometer in its little mouth.

and she'll tell everyone else my secrets,

♪ I'm nauseous from the stress ♪

[message alert chime]

Oh, shit, Jessi and Jay are both taken.

Anyway, speaking of coffee, I'm a Sanka man.

Okay, we've got two solid options,

a sleeping giant ready to awaken at any moment.

There's the man who got me clean. Helped me find the Lord.

Oh, the earthquake, I mean.

All right, dum-dums, I don't even know if you can handle the idea that I've got.

Yeah, you're-- you're not gonna jerk off.

You give me courage.

But I'm sure things will go much more smoothly for Andrew.

- You're such a girlfriend guy. - What do you mean?

Oh, my God. Is he talking to his bath mat?