Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Faced with her own inadequacies...

It's my name, my secret baby name...

Laney, show us your tits!

Charlotte had made us all swear never to use it.

Beers and bar nuts at Flanagan's off Route Five...

Brigid, Roxanne, these are my friends from the city.

I just realized...

They all think the same, dress the same...

I'm on total ovary overload. Which kind do I get?

also known as Ed, Samantha's accountant.

Miranda chose life...

BYOB Bring your own booze

- Why didn't you tell me? - Next time. I promise, all right?

- Where are you off to? - Samantha's having one of her parties.

- I'm sorry? - Nothing.

This party sucks.

or is this one worse because it's Laney's?

Excuse me. I'm sorry. Hey, Carrie.

Does anybody know how to drive?

Laney, maybe we should think about getting you home, all right?

When I was little, I took a rubber band and put it around my dog's snout.

- What are you doing here? - What I do best... partying!

- Hello? - It's Laney.

Then there's that hell on Earth...

Isn't that how you got the couch from me?