Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

and all we found out is that he collects mud flaps.
You know, one of these days, you're gonna wander off and fall into a hole.
Uh, I don't know.
Oh. Well, I'm starting to think I might let you drive the car.
How was her tongue?
Damn it, you remembered.
It's a sign from God
I don't understand. The invitation says the 29th.
Oh, look! He took a quiz.
- Michael. - Jackie?
Jackie, I'm not gonna snoop.
Man, you were so in love with her.
Anyway, since I know I can trust you, I'm gonna let you drive it.
Guys, the odometer's busted.
- Pick me up at 7:00. - Okay.
That one's going on my desk.
- Why? - Because it gives me pleasure.
What a bunch of crap.
Yeah, that's kind of like what I was thinking.
When you put it like that, it just sounds right.
Oh, uh, it's my dad's... tough luck that it's mine.
But...
Sure. Yeah... No... Shut up. Yes, it's my car. Sure.