Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Dude, isn't that kind of awkward? - It's not. I knew she was coming.
then I figure things are probably kind of weird for you.
Yeah, no, I get it. I was team leader.
- It's 'cause I was born short. - What? No no.
Isn't it something
Ahem, Casey, may I speak with you in the next room for a moment?
Seizing that desperate moment amidst the drudgery.
No. It was a long time ago.
Wow, when did Knute Rockne show up?
- We'll do a sign. ...the case.
- what is it? - "The Mentalist."
They're brainless morons.
She's got triceps that make her hat fly off.
The autograph, if she still wants it.
Yeah, it's the bartender.
Sorry.
Why did you fire Tim? Tim is awesome.
- A sign? - We'll do a sign.
Shooting the shit with my co-worker. It's what I do.
I mean, it's a crazy night and I'll get in trouble.
- It's a whole thing. - Of course, sir. I'll take care of it.
It's very bad. It's described in his contract.
How are you doing?
So what, we don't see each other for nine months
You totally did the sign. It's this.
Oh yuck! Kill him, Ron.
Very ex, yes. Very ex.
or if you told anybody, so don't tell anybody.
then I can totally get Alan to send somebody else.
She's a big Jackal Onassis fan.
It's really not a big deal.
Coming right up.
Satan is a fallen angel. He can't poo.
a Jew faggot. (chuckles)
It's actually someone we know.
- Oh my God, is that Roman? - I told you... crazy night.
That doesn't say "Jackal Onassis."
Escapade... that's your car?
That's Mandy. That's my lady-friend.
Yeah, I'm thinking of getting rid of them. They're old.
Nothing.
Workplace romance... bad idea.