Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yeah, sure.
I'm gonna look up "tonk."
Yeah.
God damn it. You are amazing.
I want to try them both, but I can't.
So I don't think it would've helped.
Good night, Alfred.
Hey, you're from Florida, right?
It's a bold move.
This way, it's like ten dates in a row.
- then it's real life, correct? - Correct.
Maybe add a little of that classic Dev spice.
Um, about two hours.
Y'all are just there,
so is there enough stuff here for you to eat?
That's good, too!
"Are you down to clown in Nash-town?"
and for the lady...
This is our car.
[people conversing indistinctly]
I got an email from this travel site
I don't really believe in ghosts.
Um, hey, can we get a cortado, please, and...
Um, I got to figure out a first date with that girl Rachel.
that window to do big moves like that starts to close.
- Have a good one. - Cool.
He's Alfred's kid.
rehabilitation is key.
Plus-sized people.
[sighs] All right. Point taken.
The next flight to LaGuardia leaves in five hours.
"Nashville rocks."
There is no Mekhi Phifer.
That can't be true.
but he's harmless.
The white barbecue sauce...
[sighs]
- Okay. - I'm gonna sleep coffin-style.
Mm. It's okay.
Like, why don't I move somewhere nice and tropical?
All right, don't do that. That's fucking scary.
No, no, no.
Thanks.
has taken me to Giorgio's.