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All right. Uh, it's Gallagher.
I've got a job offer, you know? I could start bringing in some steady cash.
Come with me, Fiona.
Your Cayenne.
All right. You two sick fucks are cut off.
Then they're doing time.
It's my boy.
You sweet man.
And this is your first felony bust?
...in a debauched culture.
Where'd you get the car?
Yeah. Don't worry about it.
Come on, Ian.
Lip's not here, okay? I'm asking you.
- You motherfucker. - Go!
You want me to take Debbie? She could sleep at our house tonight.
I left you a couple messages, but you, uh, didn't call me back, so...
So there's still time.
The one you wrecked trying to kill your dad.
So just be a kid, okay?
I think we should just be friends.
Lip asked to borrow one to run some errands or something, and he asked me...
Me? I got it in spades. Ah.
I told you to leave town.
Jesus, this Fiona better be the best pussy you've ever had.
How much time will you get if you turn yourself in?
Check out this idiot.
Season tickets?
Police?
Just for the year.
Karen, sweetie, do you wanna have some breakfast?
- I remember you from the neighborhood. - I like you, Fiona. You're dirty.
Set them up, Mr. Barkeep.
Those over-sexed kids on Glee?
You deserve a life of your own.
What were you, the puck? Hey, where's my Cayenne?
- I helped with breakfast. - You pulled out a cereal bowl. Go.
What about a lawyer?
I can talk.