Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

This is what I hate about "The Sunday Times".

It seems to be a lot of trouble for a woman.

Where did you find her, in a time capsule?

a saxophone played "When A Man Loves A Woman".

- You're Samantha Jones. - Yes. We met at Helena Rubinstein.

"from a handsome man at the bar", the bride said, her eyes sparkling.

I'm not in the mood for steam, it's too hot.

Six years ago she had a weight problem?

Now I'm depressed

This is Miranda, we're shopping.

who can wear white and not spill on it.

Can I get you something?

- What do you have in there? - The usual, condoms, vibrator...

- You want to rent a movie? - It's OK. I'm not gonna slit my wrists.

- I've got a goodie-closet. - I don't need to know what's in it.

She's calling the shots and he's just along for the ride.

Turns out I wasn't the kind of member those women in the arts needed.

Then again, you can never have too many massages.

- Loser on the rocks? - Give me those tickets.

- In your kitchen? - I use my oven for storage.

I support you, and these bitches need to be put in their places.

But after her 80-minute massage, she felt even better.