Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

5'8. 5'7.
Nina.
And what better way to pass the time than gabbing with my best friend.
That doesn't punish Spotify. It punishes families, and cruelly, I might add.
That's just a silly superstition.
I'm not gonna tell you any more things.
But here I am with a bunch of my idiot friends.
...or a coffee maker. Everyone likes coffee. Maybe you should go get--
...and just before he blew out his candles, he gives me this look.
I'm too tired to even vomit at the thought.
-5'8. 5'7. -See?
Ice it up, nice and hard.
Oh, hi.
I'm not gonna sleep with you.
I don't know what that means.
That would be pretty freaky.
Now, drop dead.
If I had to go to lndia, I wouldn't go to the bathroom the entire trip.
No, actually, it's Kramer.
...painted black?
You win, you get your wish, I drop dead.
Well, I can't have this hanging over my head. It's bad mojo.
Anything you wish.
Elaine, do you notice George was acting strange the whole flight?
Watch it, funny man.
Since 4th grade
Smells a little funky. -I'm sure it's fine.
That's funny. As it happens...
-Where'd you get that one? -It's an expression.
Scottsdale is a dreadful, dreadful place.
You can stuff your sorries in a sack, mister.
Wait, if you make a birthday wish out loud, it doesn't come true.