Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm a practicing surgeon.

I shall walk out this door, and you will no longer see, hear, or smell of me again.

Look, there are letters running across my rear.

They're always like that.

Place where you live

Oh, what a perfect day.

I'd like to purchase some footpads, please.

I can fix anything with my magic saliva.

No, don't feel sorry for me, because I feel sorry for you, because I've already forgotten your name.

Do you mean to tell me that you're not in love with me yet?

With this glue, I thee wed.

Yeah, no, just a sweet cha-cha-cha to break the ice.

Hey, you know, your cuckoo clocks are off by about seven minutes in here.

Well, you're both fond of mob blouses and sensible heels.

I don't understand.

Sure, I understand.

Well, actually, no, this one's usually wrapped around my neck.

The odds must be due to change.

Oh, yeah, I'm in love with you.