Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

♪ Make-make-make-make, make 'em drop ♪
Josh: Uh, yeah? You don't want to stick together?
(Distorted slurp) (Distorted): Mmm.
Oh, this is the worst night ever.
- Yeah, I guess I could. - Meditate.
Wait. Uh, may-maybe it rolled onto the floor.
Dude, it's getting...
That's not gonna happen, man.
Maybe not gonna take a week. A couple months.
Your-your eyes turn into these spinning...
Now it's like Basic Instinct.
- Take it off. - Okay. Yeah.
Okay, well, I... I really, really need it,
All right, I'm in the men's room by the urinals here.
Woman's voice: Josh.
Aren't you bored?
We need to talk.
♪ Ha! ♪
(Groaning)
Wait. Uh, okay.
Spinning hypnotic spirals. Right. Spiral eyes.
Yeah. Just hurry. Go.
(Indistinct chatter)
- maybe buy her a drink, and then... - Wait, wait, wait. Go back.
I don't see it.
Yeah, there's a couple dicks in here.
(Woman laughs) Attaboy!
(Laughs) Got, like, six gallons of milk for you.
♪ Too much money, not enough time ♪
but there's too much demand sometimes,
- Shit! - Woman: Hey!
- You're not scared, are you? - I... no.
kind of embarrassing, but I lost my dick,
Yeah, ew.