Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, my God, 2007? Is that what time it is?

Unbelievable. Un-Jessica-Bielievable.

That's okay. Maybe we can try with each other?

I just don't know how I feel about my husband

- I don't think so. - Mom.

- [groans] - If you're a good boy,

Think about it.

to sit there and perform for all these people like some kind of a--

What rhymes with murmurs?

- Add me on MySpace, okay? - Sure.

[clears throat]

Wait. Blarn, right? Yeah, from the coffee shop.

- You heard what the network said. - Heard they loved it.

It's a box... with crinkly tissue paper inside it.

- That's H-A-R-- - I got it.

You're bright and you're funny and you're handsome and you're talented.

What? That's insane.

"Goodbye, old friend."

Someone gave my piece a read and decided against it.

Rules Of Attraction? Nothing?

So you're gonna do the show?

This is why you guys are the pros and we're just the schmoes.

- Oh, yeah. - Thank you, Blarn?

Then how about I don't do your job and you don't do my job?

- It was so funny. - Wow.

I started to feel like I was trapped in a giant plastic ball.

For you, my second and final wife?