Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

just because they're terrible, but your ideas are not great.

- [deep voice] Ten, nine, eight,

if you're okay looking like Garfield.

- Please. We insist.

and there was no broom, that'd be weird.

- I mean, I dropped super gay hints.

[gentle guitar music]

- Oh, but it's such a bad idea that I'm out there hustling,

- Ma'am, have you had nitrous oxide for a procedure?

You called yourself a dumb bitch

* Autumn gust, tenders hush *

And the blood was borrowed and new.

- Um, it doesn't...

until we have a Jingle Ball- worthy anthem.

- * La da da, da de de *

all: * So what if we risk it all and try *

Get it, girl. - Uh, yeah.

- Like lip injections...

- Oh, the Boybies.

Hey, do you have any friends or family close by?

- No, no. I like it,

on SoulCycle bikes

I hear he is gelled from tip to tail.

- We have had a good but not perfect stay,

- * La-la * - * Stronger *

both: * Stronger than the best-- *

- Gloria, I'm so sorry

My stand. Must get to my stand.

- Daphne, Dawn's best friend. - Ugh.

* More exotic than a waiter from France *

* Father sky and critter's breath *

and stunning sounds of Buffalo, New York.

* Accomplished our mission *

an owl or something, if it warrants the pen.

I'm gonna be me. I want to start over.

What if we sing in that,

It’s a yurt and it’s a palace.

[light rustic music playing]

Let's get cracking, ladies.