Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Why would I? - It's ludicrous.
Or I am in very serious - and weird - trouble
You gotta shut up
Master of evil, Jerry Seinfeld, broke off all contact with me.
Elaine, I'm afraid I have incurred yet another flat tire.
You should. Everybody else in town has.
The cat is saying, I've enjoyed reading your e-mail.
...and I had a little trouble getting it even.
I remember you said I was the prettiest girl at the party.
Don't tell a woman she looks like a man.
I know, but I thought maybe you could mention how I apologized...
Do you?
We can figure this out.
...and then about George dating a lady Jerry.
So I run into this Jerry on the street and then he says to me:
- Yeah. - Hey, George and Janet.
- It's funny, isn't it? - No.
Oh, yeah. Yeah, that's a rather clever jab...
Well, that's what Jerry says.
I got a complaint. This lineup stinks.
Wow, good work, irina
You've been hiding her. You must really like her.
Oh, shut up.
And you must… look exactly like Henry
So why don't you get undressed, George?
- Shut up. Shut up. Shut up. - That's the idea.
Damien Chazelle films are like gossamer... and one doesn't dissect gossamer!
Enjoy.
Well, this is a gem. Kramer, lookit.
...but I finally came up with a great New Yorker cartoon.
I got recognized the other day.
It should be the traditional route.
Well, Janet should be here any minute.
Well, I think she was happy someone finally said it.
Well, I've asked everyone at work and no one gets this cartoon.
You can't give up. You don't think people tell me I stink?
That's a page number.
Oh, no. It's Sally Weaver.
Hey, you're Jerry's friend. You're kooky. Mind if I sit?
You know what woman I always thought you looked like?
(struts in flattery)
Well, that's it. I'm calling in the big guns.
But what is the comment?
...with those little orange boxes of change.
Get out of my house.
To my archives!