Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

And you were like...
Well, it's not sad. It's a very valuable skill set. So, you know...
They're running this place like a concentration camp.
You send pictures of girls that have bodies like Oompa-Loompas and hippopotamuses!
To be together forever with...
Those words have never worked on me. I'll see you tomorrow.
Yeah, I heard that. I'm wondering what it is.
I thought to myself, "If the Aluminum Monster can do it, then so can I."
I wear a "D" cup! Well, you're just lying about that.
Nobody is stupid enough to think that your chair was dipped in gold, Frank.
So pay attention. Yes. Thank you.
All right, first of all, this place is a rip-off, okay?
Why don't we start over? How many of my dresses would you like to order?
I'm afraid not, Deandra. We're gonna have to let her go.
Which makes you the biggest loser, Fatty Magoo.
So many things. I mean, your breasts, they're tiny. Your gut is huge.
I also see a very confused and uncomfortable model...
You haven’t shed. You haven’t even begun to shed.
I'm just gonna have to come back next time with a model with a perfect body.
The German war propaganda was a nice idea.
This is exactly the way I ran my sweatshops. Is it?
You should ask them how to sew. Okay? They smell like sausage.
Did I say that? Oh, my God. Every day.
You want a treat? I think I got some jerky here...
Why, Charlie? So I can steal it.
Wait a second. Fatty Magoo. Are you Ingrid Nelson?
Yes. Well, why?
Secondly, someone should teach these people how to do a decent hem, don't you think?
Light bulbs? What? Those are shoulder pads.
To be together forever with you
I'm getting kind of like, a little flustered here
Yeah.
This again. I told you I was scratching myself, Dee!
Charlie, I left it right here! Where is it?
Well, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah?
your breath smells like an old lady fart passing through an onion.