Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Five million, three hundred, eighteen thousand and eight?
...was to stick your hand in a jar with a spider?
Mouse Boy?
...in order to identify your periods of maximum mental acuity?
I have genitals, I have the potential for sexual arousal.
- Goodbye, Zack. - Bye.
Ding!
Fine, Shelly.
...and make Shakespeare's metaphorical beast with two backs.
...but to set things back on course...
...I have decided to adopt the Vulcan practice of Kolinahr.
That's thinking ahead.
- Religion? - Star Trek.
I'm sure it will wash off.
Fellas, it's been 30 minutes and nobody's touched each other.
What were the symptoms?
And yet here I stand before you, 130 pounds of raging estrogen...