Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Now tell me, do you have the stones to sink a putt when you have to?
He's pretending yesterday didn't happen. If he thinks I'll forgive him...
and your enemies closer.
I want us to know each other better than we know ourselves.
You see, she doesn't have insurance.
There is no Lost and Found Box. There's an Ass Box...
All I gotta do is find time to get out of here and maybe I'll buy her one.
Stay, Rowdy, stay.
What up, dawg?
He has neutropenic fever. His white blood cell count's stabilised.
I'm gonna get Mrs Blitt her TIPS procedure tomorrow,
now.
Hell, yeah.
- Not afraid of him, are you? - Hell, no!
- I thought you hated Kelso. - I do.