Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

My last date died. The fact that you're still breathing makes this a success.

Whatever. It's just not...

- Hello? - Hi. Is Will there?

- OK, say it. - I told you so.

Doesn't look good.

The only heads blowing off were those of Kappa Kappa Grandma.

- Bad. - But you laughed.

- This place is full of men. - Look howfreaked out they look.

No. He doesn't seem up for much these days.

- Incoming. - Outgoing.

This would have helped me. A place to meet men - an after wake party.

- What about him? - It's cool with me. It's fine.

I finally want to on the lake And my husband can’t get it up!

Stood up at 27, Miranda had done nothing.

- Let's get out of here. - We can't. People are looking at us.

I'm really not an expert on men. I just write about this stuff.

He's alive and he asked me out. I'm fragile right now.

What are you doing?

- Fancy. - I could only get us a four-top.

They're calling it "Bright Lights Date City".

- I'd like to see you again. - I'd like that.

How can you not know? You slept with him.

After a week of the same routine,

- They're starting to die on us. - Oh, my God.

He mistook her latte for his double-caff

- Hello? - It's me.