Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, can you ever forgive me?
I was laid up in the hospital after open-heart surgery, no less.
I feel like Tony Orlando.
Well, it's like I learned a long time ago.
Yes.
Something wet.
The woman I'm escorting tonight's fairly undemanding.
Wet spill, aisle five.
Oh.
Biggest slut in Greenville.
I'll have you over once a week so Harold can bludgeon you until I get excited.
That's good.
Huh?
I'll be eating beans off of that plate by tomorrow night.
Am I coming in loud and clear, Gus?
It's almost too good to be true, isn't it?
Talk about excitement.
Geez, would you stop giving me the evil eye?
I'm getting depressed, man.