Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

all: * Your eyes tell me a story *
- * Wishing you were here and the truth weren't true *
- Where they incorporate ice cream.
I'm worse than Robin Thicke.
That's binding.
Now, let me take mine.
you didn't even come to Ashley's bench dedication.
- I taped these
- That's right!
- Dawn, is that a mayo packet? Oh, no. No, no, no.
* 'Cause everything we do *
- Looks like talent took the day off.
[all squealing] - Oh, my God, you guys!
[all cheering]
- [clears throat]
- What? No!
- You know what always gets juices flowing?
- Do we know each other? - Wickie. Roy.
but I'm sure that'll come to us eventually.
- He sued a Starbucks for not being where he thought it was.
- Oh, Summer, I know what you did.
and then it just shot into my brain.
- We cannot give Larry writing credit
- * Half mine * all: * Half yours *
all: * At the beep *
as the flag or James Earl Jones.
It's about eye contact.
the less likely it's gonna feel like it's something else.
You thought she was a tollbooth worker
to all the other women's bathrooms in the building.
- Oh, okay.
- Her bodyguards are short, so you know they do violence!
I am bad at letting go.
She had a magician boyfriend,
- Hey! My privacy!
[biscuit crunching]
- Aww, what's this one? - Ooh!
- Okay. By all means.
- And other letters too.
- "Your Eyes." Here we go.
- No, I'm just-- I'm very well rested.
[soft music]
* Message at the beep *
- Ew. - I know. It was gross.
[piano playing]
- [screams]
A keen observer.
- Maybe these guys cracked something.