Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

And so I just wanted to ask everyone if we could just...

I'm sure he does. It's classic Henry, right, Kyle?

you know, I worked on my act

I'll do anything for an autograph.

I'm backstage at Jackal Onassis!

Please, Henry, don't...

And I have no money coming in.

No no no, fame's a curse, man.

Casey, welcome. Thank you for,

- I mean, I can try... - Ah!

what do you think of?

Not only does this have six layers, not five,

Until it cratered, which sucks

Here, look, I have a coin. I'll flip a coin. How about that?

Yeah, okay, just in one second, Lydia.

On both of them.

Not give a shit, like a human being.

- (Mandy giggling) - All right.

- And he has issues with blacks. - Oh.

Do you think it's easy holding that fucking tray up so high?

- Oh, no no. - No no no.

No, no hot pockets, honey, just salad,

Nothing. I don't need anything.

Give me your key card." Right?

because now I'm at IHOP and it blows.

Hey, I just want to say I really really respect your act, you know?

- Ron. God, don't embarrass me. - Ron: Roman, you fucking weasel.

I didn't want it to be awkward.

Mr. Jackal, Mr. Jackal, I have a very special lady-friend

I don't know, okay? I don't... I can't...

- You got the autograph? Yeah, on my tits.

I go back to the gilded cage. You get to go home, hang out with Uda.

- Oh shit. - Whoa.

So what do I do? I give them something to live for,

Home sweet home.

Okay. You want one for your friend?

Okay, we're on it and we have the new ones ready to go.

"Born out of Satan's Anus"... Jeez, that's stupid.