Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Yeah. - Actually, let's kick it with Morgan Freeman.
- No, I won. I got it. - Ah, ah, ah.
- I'm no bitch-ass toad. - I'm not even in the same game as you bitches!
All right, nice and easy. It's a precious cargo here.
Also, you'll have access to my 300-CD-disc carousel.
You wanna joust?
"Free massage chair." When did that get up there?
And "r" for really fast. Here we go!
Fuck!
{pub}- Stop following me. - I can follow anyone I want.
- Wait. - Wait!
- Ohh. - Oh, there he is.
Whoa! Your brakes don't work! Whoa, whoa! Dude, chill.
It's not fair. There's a 50% chance that 100% of my legs are broken.
Wait a second, if we're changing games, I'm Pierce Brosnan in 007.
intercept the truck, and then it's on to phase two,
Unless I'm already signed up for that massage time,
Oh, the pressure. It hurts so much.
Yo, yo, yo, I need two large pepperoni pizzas delivered to 14934 Isabel street.
- Put her down. - Here she comes.
- You let me in! - Stop kicking the car.
I oughta bash your pretty face in.
Listen, you wanna play with fire, Anderson...
- Okay. - Matter of fact, erase that.
You owe this office a massage chair.
- You wanna smack-a-bee? - Guys, it's not happening, okay?
- It's not a real gun. It was a hand. - What's this guy doing?
No, no, no. Forget it. Ah, it's in the past.
- He didn't get it. - Can we ride the go-karts?
'cause I don't think they'd understand.
It's got blood and stuff all over it.
Um, there's a guy on the... on the road, and, uh, and there's, uh, uh, um,
I thought a lot about what you said about not feeling appreciated,
Okay, fine, I can live with all that, as long as I'm Wario.