Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Geez, I nearly fell out of my seat when Horshack walked out on stage.
He's off my butt.
free plays.
Well, anyway, I can't have breakfast this morning because guess who's going down to the local escort service to apply for a job?
You'll frighten the lovebird.
It's my meal ticket.
Okay, okay, okay.
Wolfgang Puck?
It kind of turned me on too.
I think I have a little more appropriate music here.
Ma'am, I'll gladly refund all your money and even clean your bathroom if you'll only spare me the ugliness that I think is about to happen.
I need a bypass.
Are you going to see my wife again?
And that's coming from a guy who collects little drawings of duckies holding umbrellas for a hobby.
Now, to begin with, I assume a good escort would convey a proper compliment to his date.
Come with me.
Why did you do this to me?
Yeah, I've completely changed my mind about you.
How bizarre to see you at a cultural event, other than a monster truck rally.
Oh, Margaret, I don't know what to say.
Okay, I'm alright.
No, silly.
I'll get that for you.
I won't see her again.
Come here.
Not only am I not a real man, I'm barely a man at all.
Red Dawn!
Gus, let me take you on a little tour.
Excuse me.