Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

But I was only having a child because you and the mister...
AXE Body Spray.
MAN: The new stuff doesn't rhyme!
Because I'm sick of you crushing me in the middle of the night.
AXE Body Spray.
tidal wave,
(CHOKING)
(DOOR OPENING)
Well, Mrs. Griffin, you have three crushed ribs,
(BOTH GRUNTING)
just the same as women.
On which we used to rely?
It doesn't rhyme.
(ROMANTIC ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)
'Cause, you know, I missed cuddling with you, too.
(WHIRRING)
Roarin' twenten tidal waven!
Lois, you in the bathroom?
I want to propose an arrangement that could benefit the both of us.
Okay.
Really? (GIGGLES) That'd be great.
As soon as he opens it, boom!
Yeah, it was from a box on the counter. So what?
I would like for you to sleep with me in my bed.
We're clearly not going to get him this way.
Okay, I just need to put this arm