Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- You know? - ( sighs )
Steve Bannon!
a dress from Saks Fifth Avenue, so that's not gonna happen.
- Yes, this is he. - Yeah, this is, um-- this is Larry David.
you know, just for sanitary reasons.
You have no compassion,
- Leave me the fuck alone! - ( clattering )
the kid's in the back seat, jumping around and shit.
Yeah, thanks. Thanks for being so concerned about it.
Sitting around here, looking all frumpy and shit.
- All right. - I can do that shit.
I also love the one with the close talker.
I eschewed the tongs deliberately
and, uh, we hope to see you again.
Okay, so I'm gonna put the tits away.
who put you in charge of the cookies?
so we have-- we have that in common.
I was kind of wondering...
I'm gonna get you-- get you back to being Larry.
- Okay, okay. Okay, bye. - Bye, Lar.
No, I was just merely demonstrating something...
- In fact, we invented the tong. - ( scoffs ) Okay.
- As often as I can. - Really?
- Hey, Larry. - Wait, I'm sorry. Could you hold on one second?
- Beef sticks. - Beef stick?
You see the clear outline of the penis-- very unpleasant.
and Fatwa Claus gonna come down that fucking chimney and kill your ass.
( door opens )
which we sort of provide there on the plate,
Ah, yes, well...
Ask who it is. Don't forget.
The men-- gentle, respectful.
You're gonna go in there, you're gonna go to the right,
- Is that so? - Yes!
I don't even know him anymore.
- Hi, Larry! - Hey!
- What are you making? - Sandwiches, baby.
- Too tight for you? - Who sleeps like that?
- Oh, my God, I'm so sorry! - Oh, shut up.
Okay, you must be Mr. Dancer.