Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Moving along to art holdings. All I'm seeing is a series of drawings of elephants.
- Sorry. You want to have sex? - What? No.
- Don't freak, dude. It's-It's all good, dude. - What?
Steve Huffman's legal team: We're lawyers!
- What is she, some cheap tramp? - Oh, no!
I mean, marriage and divorce these days is like more of a formality than anything else.
I'm so glad you called, Charlie.
So I'll get dressed and I'll drive you over there and I'll drop you off.
So I hope so.
- What's the best way to do that when we're texting? - Who cares, dude?
Listen, I-I don't want to get into your personal life, you know what I mean?
We are a couple. Charlie, documents.
He's texting me all the time. He calls me, like, nonstop. He bought me a new car.
Come back to bed and snuggle with me.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah. Definitely. - Yep.
I cannot stand being married to you!
- You getting a divorce? - Yeah.
Come to bed And snuggle with me
No. God, no. Please close your legs up. That's -
- Shea butter. - Oh.
- Flush it, big boy! - Yes! There we go!
- Oh. - Well, you are somewhat responsible for this.
- Actually, I loaned it to both of you ladies.
Guys. Guys, guys, guys, guys.
Had to let my guy go. Had to cut him loose.
Oh, congratulations, Ms. Ponderosa.
Oh, really? Do you ever stop for one second and think about...
You son of a bitch! I'm gonna kill you!
- Oh, you're gonna jam the car in my face, huh? - Mmm.