Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You took your ring back.
If you loved me, you would.
- Any new songs? - Yeah, this one by Pat Boone.
Oh, well, that's nice.
Mr. Escort, let's get inside, and Miss Teen Angel.
I understand that you don't have a date to the prom.
I thought Mrs. Gavin was going to sit for us tonight.
Maybe I'll see you there.
You shouldn't. You're the one who broke up.
Chaperones aren't supposed to dance when they're on duty.
Doesn't she look pretty, Richard?
You better be on your toes, Richard.
Oh, Mrs. Frawley, you look like a young girl dancing like that.
- Thanks, Fonzie. - Sure.
Oh, well, she had a gallbladder attack. I'm filling in for her.
I'm not happy about this, Sandy.
She's 72 years old. She probably hasn't danced since V-J Day.
- Well, is it spiked? - No.
Now, I'm gonna see spots all night long.
Very nice, very nice.
Oh, now, Marion, I'm too old to run around oak trees.
I've heard of sore losers, but this is ridiculous.
You don't like my threads?