Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

So, did you get the guts to mail the invitations?
will get him in the medical journals. Assuming his image shows up in photos.
Mr Milliken died and his family needs to be notified.
Fair enough.
- Fine, don't lick them. - Come on, don't get mad at Turk.
No, wait! I already got my shifts covered for the next two days.
You big chicken.
Once you drop those suckers in there's no turning back.
There's a good chance I'm gonna kill someone.
- No, we're getting married. - The invitations went out today.
- She's my brother's wife. - That's convenient.
Yes. See, I've got this boyfriend, except he's all the way in New Zealand
I've left my toenail clippings on her throw pillow.