Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Ponderosa's Ponderosa.

No. I don't drink. You know that. I think it makes people look ugly.

It's like a dead tooth - It's the dead tooth.

Dude, 'cause I can't fund my own bachelor party. That's just tacky.

So here's what I'd like to do. I'd like to talk game plan with you, okay?

Let's go. I'm your husband. Give me some money.

It was a little uncomfortable. I'm glad we got our little "heart-to-heart" -

and then I'm, like, dude, what the hell did you do?

And you are no Maureen Ponderosa.

Oh, you guys are cute. You're still gonna have to pay full price.

Of course. All right.

Okay, I think I know someone who will take both our cases.

Well, I know how that goes. Got a messy situation going on on my end too.

- I recognize that. What is that? - Oh, shit!

I'm ready for this. Being married to Charlie's got me all confused.

but, um, get out!

What is the recommended amount of money for one to MAKE IT RAIN, GURL?!

Remember, the bigger man walks away first.

I-I-I may have told him.

I'm psyched, dude. That's great. So you're- Yeah. Okay.

What- What's in those drawers?

- Yeah, but you're not really driving a motorcycle. - It's my thing, okay?

- Okay. - Okay. Well, get up.

But there's cab fare on the nightstand.

I got a text. I got a text from the woman. "Miss you."

"Hey, hey, where do all of the groceries come from...

How do you spell, “Disappear”?

Listen, I want to just say I'm really sorry about- about the kids.