Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

{pub}Hold on.
It's what we do.
So, we're doing this, huh? Right on.
Hey, orange, take the wheel.
I'm one step ahead of you, "B's."
- Yeah? - Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Thank you. Here we go. Move those big asses.
- Yeah, I'm just gonna throw it. - Huh?
- Ew, wha... - I'm all good.
Okay, I don't know, exactly.
Whoa, hey, come on, Mike, what's up?
Yeah, yeah, yeah! Just say I want to, like,
I'm not that horny.
It was, like, Steve-O hot.
And I'm just too horny.
- We can go buy you some. - Yeah.
Whoo, mother's milk.
Yeah.
- Do you smell what his butt is cooking? - It stinks. - Up here!
Wheezing the juice!
Why you do that, Kayla Pilgrim?
- Take it back. - No, hey!
I'm glad you asked. Anders is comedy God Michael Cera!
Are you kidding me? I am not the least horn... What about Ders?
I'm gonna kiss you on the nape of your neck, girl.
What do you want me to say? What, I'll fist her or something, man?
Well what if I tie all three of them up and start slapping
- You do, dude. - Geronimo!
- Yeah. - A little late, guys. Our car is basically here.
We've got to turn this bitch up to "party," man.
Let's go, guys, follow me!
pick-up artist style, and start dropping some heavy negs.
You can't transport that much liquid.
- Ah! - We have a clear winner.