Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yeah, well, no, I'm not saying...
Look, we can think of something to do.
We're going to Mars.
Stop sucking and go.
That guy was like a figment of my imagination
It's insane; Charlie already went back to living with me.
Holy shit, it worked!
is that that wasn't us.
Wild card, bitches!
Why don't we remember all the times
Okay, well, one of you has to change this baby's diaper,
You're the one with the high voice, dude.
Oh.
-Fans. -Oh, the fans. -The fans.
-Come on now! -[woman moaning]
-FRANK: Oh, wow. That was hilarious. -[whoops] Wow.
-A top under the bar? -Top? What do you do with a top? -So?
I'm gonna gun this car as fast as it goes
You got to get out of here, dude.
-Should we give it a spin? -Yeah, let's do it. -Sure.
And the way you tell that, it's like I was there.
[higher]: Yeah, your voice is crazy sounding!
-Yeah. -Right. -The fans?
I quit the bar,
I was running down the street.
The giant, gaping cut that was-was just on your forehead.
[ Punches through a van ] [ Car alarm wailing ]
All right, now I'm getting confused,
He's biting my neck!