Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Ooh.
(WHISPERING) Think, think, think.
I haven't spoken to him in three years
There she goes! Taxi!
(BOTH SCREAMING)
(SIGHS)
- Hey, buddy. - Want to hang out?
and bring it all the way back to New Jersey anyway?
- Not even, say, Becca DeLucci? - You son of a bitch.
We're just gonna have to deal with this. Everyone, follow my lead.
I could see Stella was meant to be with Tony.
(FARTING)
You picked the wrong guy.
The perfect ending to a perfect love story.
She was gonna make me move to New Jersey,
He had been a bit of a loser all through middle school.
I'll come back with an assortment of soft drinks and American pretzels.
(ALL CHEERING)
- It sure is. - Yes.
Those don't come around often. Y'all are welcome.
- I don't want to shoot a deer. - Nonsense, R.J.
Hey, I can't believe you missed that last empty-netter, you hoser.