Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, no. It's what? It's Valentine's Day? Again?

They're from your mom. So tell you gay mom I said thanks.

In fact, she's pretty sure I'm the reincarnated soul of Adrian Twyfer.

What? How dare you?

I want back all the jewellery lever bought you.

Fake. And weird.

I used to be like you. Always remember...

I'll go right to the Telluride Chamber of Commerce.

- Oh, to benefit the homeless? - No, just for them.

Happy Valentimes!

That seafood was a gift from my friend, the owner of the Cleveland Browns.

- Lemon, it's done. - What's done?

Is it Valentine's Day? Oh, I totally forgot.

OK, I got a hard one. Osama bin Laden, Martha Stewart, Jenna.

Break out a bottle of champagne. But not the one that came with the shellfish.

"I don't know anything about that"

Thanks, Kenneth. You give really good advice.

- Yes. I work up in Legal, and... - You're a lawyer?

Oh, it's odourless, sir. I really need to check this room.

All right. There we go.

The next, your lawyers are fighting over who gets to keep the box your dog defecates in.

Hey, Pete. You up for a quick cocktail?

I wouldn't be surprised if that 5-inch scar across my abdomen was suddenly gone.

- Can I help you? - Yes, sir.

Food poisoning? That is impossible.

Take it all. Take the Arby's. Take the house in Amagansett.

But I could possibly get a photo of you with the flowers,

Happy Valentimes!