Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Merry Sexy Christmas!
[music continues on radio]
Why not?
Not with you, mate. With Keeley.
[toy gun cocks]
Not if I do my breathing exercises.
then the environment for odor-producing bacteria thrives.
You gonna sing?
♪ But the very next day ♪
I bet your breath doesn't smell that bad. Come on.
[music continues on radio]
They got a new cat. She's allergic.
But of course there's a Santa.
and insisted I bring a traditional Mexican ponche!
Because he told everyone my breath is rancid.
-[announcer speaking indistinctly] -["Santa Baby" playing]
Fuck those guys.
-No! -Come on, Phoebe.
-Go away! -Phoebe.
[inhales sharply]
[stammers]
♪ I gave you my heart ♪
[doorbell rings]
We're going to my stupid posh neighborhood,
-Sorry. -[players cheering]
Mostly inside of him.
-♪ They're singing "Deck The Halls" ♪ -[all cheering]
Yeah, well, I am now, you know.
[no audible dialogue]
Bonne chance, mon ami.
-[sighs] -Where are we going?
-Let me get you a drink, yeah? -Ooh, yes. Thank you.
We did, but we got the tickets before we broke up.
-Oh, hello! [chuckles] -Hey!
Sorry, Ted. He's just so excited. [chuckles]
[softly] Okay.
["Mele Kalikimaka" playing on radio]