Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Look, okay, may... maybe it was my fault a little bit.

Oh, my God, would you please, I mean, please get it over with?

Should we surrender?

He can make all the non-faces he wants.

Hey, Craig, buddy. You all right up there?

Jengo, there are bullets! They are over there!

♪ Memphis, Denver, Portland, Vegas ♪

What the blazes, man?

The bars around that ar... Whoo!

He does not act. He's not doing anything.

♪ Till it's Friday again and the party keeps going ♪

There ain't no need to eat a meal

♪ Till the break of break of dawn ♪

And there was a woman, like, hanging on...

You know, I left something in another room.

Maybe it was my fault a little bit, but don't just...

♪ Phoenix, Austin, Fort Worth, Boston ♪

♪ Cities! ♪

There ain't no need.

I was trying to kill you, sir.

But no-one ever writes a pop song about resting.

- You're literally an asshole! - How is that possible?

But I want to wish my opponent, Mitt Romney, well.

Just please stop this cold-ass [bleep], man!

Nobody can party that much. You're partying too much,

- Oh... - That... that...

I want you, my most trusted soldier over the age of eight,

- But it's your jacket, though! - Whatever!

then maybe you should try working on changing it.

And then I get mad! (music stops)

I don't want you doing it wrong.

- Hey! Whoa! - Hey!