Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You'll frighten the lovebird.
No, silly.
Yeah, I've completely changed my mind about you.
It kind of turned me on too.
Okay, I'm alright.
Come with me.
Not only am I not a real man, I'm barely a man at all.
He's off my butt.
Excuse me.
Come here.
Wolfgang Puck?
Now, to begin with, I assume a good escort would convey a proper compliment to his date.
I won't see her again.
Okay, okay, okay.
How bizarre to see you at a cultural event, other than a monster truck rally.
Ma'am, I'll gladly refund all your money and even clean your bathroom if you'll only spare me the ugliness that I think is about to happen.
Oh, Margaret, I don't know what to say.
I think I have a little more appropriate music here.
Gus, let me take you on a little tour.
Why did you do this to me?
Well, anyway, I can't have breakfast this morning because guess who's going down to the local escort service to apply for a job?
Geez, I nearly fell out of my seat when Horshack walked out on stage.
I'll get that for you.
It's my meal ticket.
I need a bypass.
And that's coming from a guy who collects little drawings of duckies holding umbrellas for a hobby.
Red Dawn!
free plays.
Are you going to see my wife again?