Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-I thought we were talking about me. -Right.

You just met the guy yesterday.

Of course it's not the bath, you damn idiot. There's the bath.

They would never tell me.

-I really like the city. -The city's a toilet.

There really is no junk mail It requires just as much manpower to deliver as their precious cards

I once told a woman that I coined the phrase, "pardon my French"

We're getting vasectomies.

I should have a poem very soon now.

Anyway, I don't need your help.

Oh, David, you can go on and on about how you don't want any more kids...

Well, I have feelings for both of you.

I too, love you.

-Hi. Sorry I'm late. -Hi.

...for I too have a woman for whom I pine.

I even like the name. NVIDIA!

-Why? -I'm doing it for you.

Hold it. You’re right. I’m not ready.

Well, I gotta run.

You dated her. Give me some inside information.

He imbibed her glistening spell

I once told a woman I don't eat cake because it goes right to my thighs.

Being a mother has made me feel so beautiful.

-Pardon? -Flavman.

Well, one question does come to mind.

Yeah, but we have a common goal.

- Is it? - Yes.

Once told a woman I enjoy spending time with my family.

I can't believe I'm losing Pam.

When the group chat send some of the most freakiest crap known to man Why am I still here?

I once told a woman I enjoy spending time with my family.

Well, they're my friends...

...a metallic squink...

What am I gonna do, huh?

You Really Think You Can Manipulate that Beautiful Woman Like the Half-Soused Nightclub Rabble That Lap Up Your Inane “Observations “?"

You've got really specific tastes.

I don’t know if you’re ready for it

There really is no junk mail.

Does anyone think George might have murdered Susan?

...at the time of her unfortunate...accident.