Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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(inflating sounds)
All right, Mac, you got to find some other way over that fence.
(barks, growling)
Starving. (whistle sounds)
We... yeah, we probably should go to sleep.
(high-pitched tone) FRANK: What's happening?
Are you sure you can drive, dude?
(growling, snarling)
Right there!
(soft groaning, sighs)
(phone chimes) Oh, God.
Lame!
Pull yourself together, get to the bar.
I am starting to feel woozy.
honestly, I just feel like...
So we're good. Let's-let's do it.
(squeaking)
Oh, is that the gang?
Oh, yeah. (sighs)
LAME!
Where's the rent, Frank?
Get up.
Mr. Reynolds, you're a very lucky man.
(beep) Ah.
(choking) (thudding)
Whoa, whoa, whoa. Dude, what are you doing? Mmm.