Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I got to finish my costume before we go

And that's how I climbed Machu Picchu.

It's too late for you! Bah!

What is that, an expression?

judging by those massive crow's feet.

And look at you, aging rapidly with every disgusting tip of it.

I feel connected to you.

Okay, we need a crazy publicity stunt to distract everyone.

You can't cut apart feelings.

I'm not detached?

Now, let's do other sex stuff.

And I want to masturbate alone.

Three? Bridgette!

Well, well, well.

But we can cut ourselves apart.

to see that your marriage is like that salsa:

♪ It's hard to believe such a calamity ♪

Uh, no, thanks. I don't believe in that stuff.

where I described her teeth or anything.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no. No big deal, Alex.

Instead, we nurture their inner emotional garden.

and I'd brag about it to my friends.

Yeah, that's not where the claps go.

and won't stop bragging about Macho Pecho.

Mediocre table service, giant snail fight,

[ Glass breaking ]

from a condom in a can of lima beans.

Oh, don't be modest.

Okay, Mommy's going to work on the garden for your class,

Oh, no. And ooh, hey,

You can stop making out now.