Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- I'm so sorry. I didn't want to show you. - What happened? What was that?

- I wasn't the one who stopped touching! - Oh! Maybe, but you weren't touchin' me!

On the brighter side, marriage has probably saved me from a nasty dose of the clap.

If I hadn't married you I wouldn't have had to hate myself for the last 30 years!

And then you hit me with a cocktail wiener, and then you insulted my heritage.

You know that guy Kevin? If he could clear up the skin problem,

OK. Well, nice meeting you.

Yeah, I suppose.

- What do you mean, you're me? - I'm you.

- I'm one of the caterers. - Oh, hush. No woman of mine is gonna work.

He's half-minister, half-doctor. He's a mini-tor.

And sometimes I wish I could just make them stop.

Maybe. I dunno. Maybe I'm just happy.

demons flying in, a to-do list getting no shorter...

This is a disaster.

That's because the dress is radioactive.

but if you're wildly curious...

I offered to help. She didn't want my help.

What would I do without you, beautiful?

- It's over. - I've memorised this tune, love.

Did you see the guy with the tentacles? What's he? Inky the Squid Boy?

They were supposed to be my light at the end of the tunnel. I guess they were a train.

I'm you from the future.

It fit when I picked up the tux. How can it not fit now?

Just go ahead. I'll be a sec.

I know there's been a lot of loss.

Oh, look. It's Katrika Whatshername. What has she done with...?

It wasn't you I was hating.

because I love you

Your friend - the fella with the warts -

A glimpse of your future, harnessed by magic.

What do you mean, Xander's missing?