Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Todd introduced us. I'm obligated.

You think you're going to the other side with "hi"?

Yeah, I don't read much myself. Well, you know, besides the paper.

Yes, well, unfortunately, you'll never get the chance to find out.

Well, we'll take a station break and continue with more action.

Hey, pops, isn't there a better way to spend your twilight years?

Okay, listen up, people.

749 Bleeker. The party's Hanks. Tom Hanks.

I guess you're not going to Todd's party on Friday.

Am I fearing AIDS? Oh, yeah, sure. Who isn't?

And Mr. Tom Hanks-

What happened? Something must've happened.

- Get out. Get out! - We'll never get there.

Cut it. Would you stop signing?!

You really think she'd be that superficial? - Why not? I would be.

...ask her how those ball boys get those jobs.

When you control the E-mail, you control information.

Well, I don't care. I don't want to go anyway.

To me, tennis is basically just Ping-Pong...

Maybe you can stick around, and we can queef together.

Just pull over right by that stop sign.

My eye! My eye!

- Cut it. - George says, "Cut it."

If we could just harness this power and use it for our own personal gain...

WHATS THE ETIQUETTE? eXCELLENT QUESTION

And she says, (Oh, boy) "Love to."

Two points, 30-love. 30-love.

- Wasn't that something? - I'm deaf.

So we'll swing by and pick you up.

- "Hi, Gwen. " "Hi, Tide." - High tide?