Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Well, it's not just all That water filling up.
Maybe one of the chains In her underwear Is twisted.
And one day, i finally Got the nerve to Sign one "n.P."
Wait a minute. Wait a minute.
That's my boss.
* Da da Da dum da *
It's probably Just job stress.
How's the job hunt going?
Honesty. Who Would have thought?
Passive, sitting On the sidelines,
This girl i had An insane crush on
And my father's Undying devotion, maybe.
I'm very sorry, sam.
To make ends meet.
Sand with the grain.
Yep. See you Tomorrow.
I just thought i'd like To see it for myself.
Done in high gloss.
And she warms Right up to you.
And hung out With grace slick.
You have to do it With the grain, ok?
I'm not at liberty To go into details.
My brother's a surgeon.
Sammy.
You'd drink that, too.
Well, that's perfect.
You've been driving me Crazy in this little White outfit.
Sometimes there's nothing Like a nice, cold beer
You know, i think That this color