Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- What the fuck? - What the fuck, what?
Hi. I'm not a cop. I'm not...
♪ But in this bar, things were laissez-faire ♪
Hey, I should get my own typewriter.
A little louder if you want them to hear.
Move your ass!
Why didn't you come get me?
They won't care that you're short.
- So it was a safe house? - Something like that.
that I'm not quite sure about, and I'd rather bomb here
ever forget.
...got it pretty good.
to see what we can do to close this matter. Mr. Kessler?
- Good? - Michael, last we spoke,
An hour later, I stood,
And the other guy's balls
- I want you to be happy. - Mm.
You and Rosie. How long?
Whoa, whoa! Guys, guys, slow down!
Hmm?
Mei.
sticking their fists up each other's asses.
Do you know how many products there are to sell out there?
- Look, gentlemen... - Abe, what are you doing?
Oh, no.
I believe I already have more than enough here
They don't have to be like me. They just have to be...
Great, let's review. You, boy.
We're a couple of sports ♪
There's room for Asher. It'll be tight, but we'll get by.
- You want to write this down? - No, I do not.
but I actually do think you wore the wrong hat.
Folks were drinking sips ♪
- Good deal. - Excuse me, can I get anything else for anybody?
Yeah. I figured, what the fuck?
One Friday night ♪
A man who sits with a wooden version of a tiny man
By the time you brew it, I'll be gone, but thank you, ma'am.
Hey, you think I pay you to stand there?
I used to lift weights with Johnny Weissmuller.
Thank you and good night.
after it got into the triple digits,
♪ Stupid cupid, stop picking on me ♪
No, that just happens.
you got to fucking agree to lose my number.
- Why, Ma? - No reason.
where to find a butch bar?
about that fling you had with Tarzan.
Hmm?
I have just the right chalk.
Whiskey neat. Two.
To admire the portrait of Warren G. Harding?
- Is your blue suit pressed? - Why, Ma?
Two, actually.
They still want to meet to get something on the record,
It's a big, fat nothing.
Right. They don't want you with a gentile.
Excuse me.
A comic? God, no. You fuck that frog before you date a comic.
who went out with Abigail. No one could keep track.
I spoke to the guy, and I got good news.
- And I think we're ready to order. - Okay.
- I didn't mean... - May I go to the bathroom?
of the guy the fucking balls belong to.
But trust me, it will not be their biggest problem.
- that's for sure. - I'll grab us another bottle of wine.
Boys knock because girls have knockers.
I'm gonna find my own place any day, I promise.
as furniture movers, Asher?
What'd you think, you'd bring me here,
But try to look beyond the dirt.
Russell, is this the finale already?
And you, you with your, "He was so good-looking
Oh, it's our song.
throw a Murphy bed in the back room, maybe a plant.
- Well, should I come? - No. He needs a doctor.