Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Let's do it. Whoo!
Oh, my God. Seventy-eight views.
G'day, mate.
Jay's always telling me to "write this down."
No. Thirty-four is not the same thing as 50,
- You wanted me to clean it up. - Oh, that's preposterous.
I'm the one who ends up cleaning it up, okay?
That's all right. No worries. Hey, come on, come on. Just embrace it.
It's easy, 'cause there's no stop sign.
No, we won't. No, he's got to learn to sell.
We're home.
They need to get a stop sign. What is your obsession with traffic?
Gloria, how many times do I have to tell you to pull your car all the way in?
I've lived with this woman for 20 years.
Do you know where I can find some? You don't have to do that.
I laughed but...it hurt a little
Oh, yeah. Sorry. That was my bad. I got lost in my jams.
She's an ugly little French Bulldog ...
You're not even trying.
No, you're fine.
It must've been at least three. Three!
There is nothing wrong with my system.