Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- You can. - I hear you've got a big one.

You make me lose my mind. Whose fault is it?

I would have called earlier, but I've been drowning in paper all night.

When you grow up, you'll understand.

So now why don't you ask my permission to kiss me?

- That means there's no Art Department. - Gone.

Where's my wallet?

Why? Why can't they just fuck me for me?

I really appreciate a woman who knows how to dress herself...

Call me back. Please. This is serious. Everybody's getting canned around here.

Is that a hickey on your neck?

Where'd you get that suit though?

It's supposed to be spray-painted, not to be fine art.

Now, I ran into her at the mall and she's a professional shopper now.

Okay, Ray. This is what I've come up with.

What are they complaining about?

I don't wear this shit.

It's not that you said the word shit...

- It's really bad. - Yeah, bad like crazy.

Viral marketing, $ 1500."

Lately I get the vibe that you guys...

Who knew chorus could be so political?

I'm about to go teach first period, Tanya.

Maybe start a business.

I don't know, Tanya. All my lines are pretty blurry right now.

She's not a bitch, Ray. I hate that word.