Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I was driving down Biscayne Boulevard...

I once waited two whole weeks for a sty to go away.

And carpenters and mechanics and delivery boys.

All I ever do is study.

Yeah, that and that I only had three weeks to live.

Oh, not one bit. My time will come.

I failed my psychology exam. I'm just beside myself.

They were looking for the 12th caller.

Then bim, bam, boom, she won the tickets.

Honey, what happened?

- No. - Oh. Oh. Well, that complicates things.

Hello, big shot. Did you get the tickets?

- I didn't think it was exactly safe. - I can't believe you were such a baby.

Forgive me, Rose, but I haven't had sex in 15 years

Traveled down the road and back again

Something about a little voice, a lucky number and a dime in a door handle.

No, Frank Tortoni, the dry cleaner,

I intend to be sitting in front of Old Blue Eyes himself,

Hold it, Blanche.

He's always been good to me. Never a bad piece of cod.

Now if you'll excuse me, ladies, I have some tall studying to do.

Oh, I'll just be gone a few hours.

Oh, I see. Well, Blanche, considering that you flunked the midterm,

Well, I think I passed with flying colors.

Actually, number five, six, and seven-B.

explained to her how much I'd always wanted to see Sinatra.

I usually listen to WXDC, all talk radio,

and because I did, a lot of other women didn't have to go through the same thing.

And one morning, I woke up and it was gone.

To this day, every time I pass an ice cream parlor or a tackle shop, I blush.

I should know. I'm 43 years old, and until today, I never even heard of 7B.

I would just think about what kind of man you really are,

- I don't know, something happened. - You fainted. That's what happened.

- Yes, I know. - You do?