Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Wow. So glad I changed.
You had a big table but they made you move.
- Oh, Chandler, you stink of cigarettes. - Do you think Monica is gonna smell it?
She spit up. Judy? She spit... Judy, look alive, Judy.
Happy birthday to you
Is it true the reason you're in Tulsa is that you fell asleep in a meeting...
Willpower? I've watched home movies of you eating Ding Dongs...
One needn't worry. They shan't be long.
Oh, blah-blah-blah-blah.
...unless any of that stuff I just said means snails.
Abhishek, control your woman
And the breasts of a Greek goddess.
Oh. You guys, that means the world to me.
Well, uh, you know what? Actually, I just got off a plane...
A pack. Two pack... A carton.
All right. Well, we'll just, uh, see you when you get here. Bye.
...and Chandler's gonna be home. So I thought we would try before dinner.
Oh, no. I mean it. After what just happened, I'm never leaving her again.
It's been an hour.
- It's frowned upon. - But it happens.
Is she here, by the way?
And I suppose that Monica will have the manipulative shrew.
What are you talking about? We're all together now.
Okay, what's the restaurant's policy about people eating that?
I messed up. It was a meeting. Everybody was smoking.
Ooh. - Whew, everything looks delicious.
Hey. Hi. Hi.
I'll tell you what we're gonna do.
One time I was about to leave Ross to go to the beauty parlor.
You know what? I am.