Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

We can't trust you with your own penis.

-Elijah! -Elijah!

I really wanted to french someone,

I can't find Andrew.

Do you think you have the bandwidth to broadcast this fat ass?

Hey, I'm Luke Skywalker.

And the silk gives me what I've taken to calling an "infinity boner."

-Oh, hey, Bernie. -Hey, Andrew.

Where the sex is infectious.

Okay, love you.

I mean, loosen up, lick your lips.

I guess we both need a cigarette now.

♪ Parents' house ♪

Nick, baby, smooch down on that sexy sheepdog.

♪ Bet you're feeling horny now ♪

'cause our families are germophobic.

So it's safe to assume you're familiar with the film Pretty Woman?

Uh, do I fart every time I pull up my socks?

and worship your body for free.

Yeah, what gives?

-Loser. -[whispers] Loser.

I'm sorry, Nick.

and just say I've kissed my fair share of girls. It's just been a while.

Yeah, someone held up the iPad so I could see.

That is correct.

I know. A bird is building a nest there.

So, uh, Lola…

Well, it's either this stinky attic or your mom's Jesus-y house.

Oh, Missy. Stud muffin, hot out of the oven, four o'clock.

Ew. Don't call them my peers.

-The Hookup House. Hookup House.

And it looks like… [chuckles]

Run, you hot little cupcake.

And if I kiss her then maybe it'll get the party started.

Oh my God, thank you.