Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

When I get back, you better have a glass of wine in your hand waiting for me.

You know, kids, I think a glass of wine would help me to calm my nerves.

Let's be on our way.

Now, Harold, before you jump to any conclusions, he's not a grocery delivery boy.

Yeah, well, that was kind of my idea.

Hey, what's the idea, sister?

Yeah, okay, baby.

That's an amusing notion, Sharon.

Two to one, you can tell it's an old perfume-soaked gag.

Uh, Margaret, I don't want to butt in, but I think you screwed something up there.

Why, because you feel it's a disgusting display of decadence and opulence?

There'll be a truck over to your home at daybreak to pick up all the things I've given you.

He's awfully cute.

I never thought I'd sit down for my standing ovation.

The evening's not over yet.

Yeah, for 20 bucks.

Well, one thing's for sure.

Okay, bye, dear.