Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Don't touch me with those nasty circus things!
They are? Oh, my. Oops.
I think we're all set here.
I’m sorry Or... good!
No! No, it's not what you think.
I mean, I really can't afford to be very picky.
Go where? Your place?
- Hello, young man. - Oh, Xander...
This sucks.
I had these thoughts and fears before this.
Why did this happen?
A little.
- Easy. Everything's gonna be all right. - Toast!
You look lovely. Really lovely.
this doctor-minister man - no bull parts whatsoever.
Toast! A toast to the Harris clan.
Your future. Or his nightmare vision of your future.
- Why? What's wrong? - Nothing!
What?
"And, if you let me, I'll take care of your heart too. "
I'd say you look like you're ready to get married.
- Uncle? You don't recognise me, do you? - I'm sorry, I don't...
"Till death do us part. "
I don't know.
Gotcha.
Oh, no! No, not again! No!
You must be so happy for Xander on his very special, once-in-a-lifetime day, Mr Harris.
- I guess they're all messed up. - Yeah. Everybody's pretty lame.
- Does this jerk ever shut up? - He's startin' to make my suckers twitch.
Well, maybe if I ask Anya, I can still go with the traditional blood larva and burlap.
and it was hurt and sadness. "
Well, for starters, I probably wouldn't need to drink so much, would I?
Nobody knows this, but the groom, he took off and no one can find him.
But it could be.
Excuse me.
- We're practically family now. - Neat. I can put this on the table for you.
that's anachronistic and misogynistic and who do you think you are, a sea captain?"