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I'm a five. This is a five. Hard five.
- Sure. Have a good night. - Thank you.
- Oh, this is my friend, Devon. - Princess Jasmine.
OK. Well...
Never been driven home by a waiter before.
Oh, come here, beautiful. Time to go to work.
Because your kiss
You're gonna tell me what's going on?
- in front of her... also naked. - But what's to be terrified of?
- Do you need a hand? - Oh, motherf...!
- Hello? - Hey, Patty.
We have to get him off. I'll have to have you come with me.
- Yeah. - Thanks, Ron.
It's open. It's kind of like eating on the Today Show set.
I'm going to go find Molly and show her that I am good enough.
- What, did that already happen? - We weren't technically dating yet.
I don't know what Molly's told you about me, all right?
Just tryin' to help, that's all.
Actually according to the film the day after tomorrow The earth actually gets colder
Gonna be a long flight, eh, pirate?
Kirk! Oh, my God.
Cuz I am an insane motherfucker!! You know this from the break room!!
What... Scott Reese knows you?
- No, Dylan! - You still got it!
Oh, Jesus, Mary and Joseph.
Hello? Patty? Goddamn it. you fucking hung up on me!
- I'll get us some wine. - Yeah, cool.
- First place. First place. MVP. - I don't think I'm better than you.
So that puts me back at a seven.
- It's over, man. - No. It's not over.
Come on, Dylan! Get in the zone! You're still my MVP, baby!
- Stainer. - What?
Fuck it. You seriously not wearing any underwear?
- Thank you. - All right, then...
With beakers and... But, obviously, I'm cool with that. Like...
I don't know. Maybe.
This is Randy.
It's OK.
Show you Something
Everything seems to be in order. You ever been to San Francisco?
Excuse me. You're not supposed to be on your phone.
you won't get off the couch to shake my father's hand
This is important. I was good to you, right? I mean, I was sensitive.
- Boarding passes and IDs, please! - Next! Oh, ma'am!
Hi, there. Everybody, this is Molly.
with a Home Depot logo on the back. What's up, right? Right?
- No, it's for your earrings. - Or that.
Oh, shit.
I think this is really pretty. How's it work?
He's all about security and steady paychecks.
- OK, your turn. - Yeah.
And as far as I can tell that's the only thing separating you from perfect.
Who wants it?
You're a ten! Kirk, don't do it!
Can I see your invitation?
It's been a while and I'm not very experienced sex-wise.
Thought we'd come by, take the Captain off your hands.
This kind of reminds me of my place, except for my place is a total shithole.
Well, unless she has a first class ticket, back of the line.
- This party is so amazing. - It is, right?
Take good care of her. She's a special girl.
- You remember Kirk. - Yeah, how could we forget? Yeah.
It's all good. I thought you were gay, too.
- It's Kirk, right? - Oh, God. Hi, Cam.
Because your kiss
Look at that.
OK, that is not nearly big enough.
It's just terrifying, frankly,
I miss us.
He shit his pants. It's very embarrassing.
- Molly, how are you doing? - Fine.
- Why doesn't it count? - Say "shit." I'll give you 1 00.
You bet. You know, Ger and Lucille invited me.
My Big Defect
And I guess we have a problem with communication, and...
OK, Kirk. You clearly have some major self-esteem issues.
- Take a point off. - What's wrong with my Neon?
- I just... This is amazing. - Hey.
- Dylan! - We're all thinkin' it.
Your kiss is on my list
- We could meet there. - Yes, of course.
In ten minutes, Kirk is leaving on a plane for Branson with a horrible,
Hoping that I have a defect that you can work with?
- Please leave a message... - What?!
Listen, Kirk, I love you,
- Fuck you, man! Fuck you! - He's such a freak!
But he drives a shitbox, deduct a point.
Yeah... I think she likes me.
I flew choppers back in Nam, Saigon. Evacuation, April, '75, that was...
- Jesus... - You really having to think about this?
- Here's your phone. - Oh, thank God.
She's only 20. She's not 30. And she's not you.