Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Those are pants. - Yeah. I recognize them.

I keep going back to the purple corduroy.

No. Yes? Ah, I'm so confused.

I just wanted to let you know that Jocelyn and I

Bob, look at me. You can do this by yourself.

You mean climb onto yours?

Biodegradable crap!

There's thousands of dollars of hideous

You're, uh, you're by yourself? You get divorced?

Do you know your waist size?

Let's just get a measurement.

You guys go do something else for a while.

Try the tiger and the panda this time?

Great question, Skye.

Yeah. I don't think these are the same pants

They've got that Briander thing now.

- Take it outside. - I don't actually even know him at all.

-Did he ride his bike here? - Come on. - Tina.

- W-We're not a thing. - Unbelievable!

"when can we kiss again?"

Oh, yeah, I could definitely see that.

All his books are set in the world of fine wine.

'Cause all they do is play sports, and they're just

- Eh... - Oh, yeah, I see what you mean.

- What do you think of these? - They're, uh, tight.

Brian didn't do anything wrong. I did.

"I wrote your name on my binder, Brian.

Maybe you'd cut the battery cable?

I'll need to see a receipt for those, playa.

- it's really old elastic. - Hmm...

Leave us alone, Tina. You win, okay?

Okay, I better get this over with.

- Okay. - Meet back here in five.

"Alice nervously oxygenated her Pinot

Crap, I am good at this.

So, Gene, how are we gonna spend our sweet folding money?

Seriously. I'll squirt him with a water bottle.

Oh. Hi, uh, Bob.

Maybe we shouldn't go to the mall anymore.

and one of us would've ended up

Yes. Thank you, Tammy. Now do you believe me?

His mom sounds great. Not her?