Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, poor George.
It's a special concoction.
I think what he's trying to say...
...lik e flaming globes, Zigmond, lik e flaming globes!
Which is unnecessary surgery
I’m an eggplant!
THAT'S IT! FLAMING GLOBES OF ZIGMOND!
This will solve your so-called tonsil problem.
Well, I should get going.
See, you gotta be careful about sex now.
Lose my anger.
Anyway, I strongly recommend they come out.
...and they used to plunge their faces into the snow.
You saw that show on PBS last night, Coronary Country.
I got up last night, I wrote this down. I thought I had this great bit.
And when you wake up, you can have some ice cream.
Scoliosis?
Lupus? Is it lupus?
What a surprise.
- Hey! Let me drive! - Come on, man, pull over!
I am a ‘holistic healer’ It’s a calling, it’s a gift.
I had five Chuckles. I ate the green one and the yellow one, and the red one is missing.
You know, I gotta say that I'm enjoying adulthood for a lot of reasons.
I’m off sports
...that you remain sick. See, that insures good business.
Couch grass and cramp bark?
Yes, the tongue.
I don't think so.
Oh, my God. What?
Mr. Costanza.