Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yeah. You saw it, I saw it. We all fucking saw it.

What are you, like, fucking Tony Montana? What's the plan?

I don't know. It's been a weird, weird-ass year.

- Rue. - Rue. Rue, I'm so lonely.

But I wasn't the only one feeling down.

You're beautiful.

- That's cool. - What you worried about my guns for?

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven.

Trust me, I'm thinking the same fuckin' thing.

- You haven't asked her? - No.

and made her promise that she wouldn't tell a soul.

Whether they were smart or stupid or sweet or cruel, it didn't matter.

- You texted me. - I did?

Like, haven't got out of bed to pee in 24 hours depressed.

He's looking for the big fuckin' picture.

I say that without a doubt.

Stay clear of the tracks...

Don't get a kidney infection. Walk to the bathroom.

- I'm scared of you, Nate. - I'm sorry. For everything.

while everybody else around him is fucking freaking out,

All of the toxins that your kidneys have pushed into your bladder

Come on, bruh. Hurry up, for real, man.

- You cannot tell McKay. - But it's not like I cheated-cheated.

I think I need to go back on medication.

like, final season of mad men work, you know you're depressed.

- Are you serious? - I mean, I'm not not serious.

exert 172 muscles each step for 35 feet,

Until one night, a week after her 15th birthday,

She's super fuckin' sensitive, she's very forgiving,

Bro says he didn't read

Because all of this shit? It's connected, Fez.

- The one from the couch. - I mean, I got a couple guns.

And will only continue to be this way.

Um, I just kind of kept leveling up.

Okay. This is so fuckin' weird.

I think I need your help.

- You drive a hard bargain. - Yeah, well, a girl's gotta eat.

- Yeah. - How am I a mess?

Yeah, that's like, the definition of catfishing.