Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Love to, woody, But i gotta get back

From "metropolitan home" To "h.G."

"Babes" is his pet word For linebackers.

Actually, i'm a guy With a wife.

That's the yuppie Word for yuppie.

Norm, we had to rush over To tell you.

We love the work You did on our place So much

I can still, You know,

About how much mr. Clavin's Brain weighs.

I'll go that one One better, dove bar.

* And they're always Glad you came *

We'll see to Your severance pay. Two weeks?

But now he plays For me.

Yeah. Sam and i Have had a tiff.

Now that you've given away The farm to ivan,

Frasier, it's not A matter of money.

I submit that Between the two of us,

We needed it To settle an argument

I spent my whole damn life

So i pretended To be who i though You wanted me to be.

So we're left facing The back of our stove?

And i could use a lamp.

Anyway, how about Some drinks. Miss?

Next time, buster!

Or "lose" We knock it down