Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

when no one's paying attention to him.

You're telling people that facts don't matter.

So the house was built

Lying. It's lying.

Here. Have some cake.

They never sit right.

- My hair... The wind. - No. No, no, no. It's too late.

Well, it wasn't that long ago.

Were you happy?

I mean, my old lady would kill me.

- Hey. - Try one. They're divine.

Good Lord. What won't she put in her mouth?

Like, what, just… as, like, a hobby?

What? My God. Of course not.

- Yeah, just for a few days. - Yeah, Bun.

- and our daughter, Maya. - That's right, sweetie. Daddy's on TV.

Anyone else? Cake?

Not sure? You don't know?

Not unless we take steps now to protect it for Maya.

I mean, I pray like a motherfucker too, dude.

- Yeah. - There's no railings.

This looks so much better.

Like a couple weeks ago, little dude comes in,

Well, if you listen to Jack, we're in the Serengeti.

Credit where credit's due.