Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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