Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

# Happy birthday to you. #
- Come on, it's "Gypsy." - I'll be outside.
- You know, # Happy birth... # - Stupid, stupid song.
but she wants to get her breasts enlarged,
- You know what I'm saying? - Mm-hmm.
Right.
- Ben liked that? - Yeah, he has taste.
Susie!
Okay, and here's the other thing.
I told you to get Capezio jazz oxfords.
some pair of knockers on her, huh?
Oh my gosh.
Five minutes, everyone. Five minutes.
Well, guess what? Happy anniversary.
but, you know, it's nice.
- Happy birthday! - Hey, thank you.
- Yeah, we just moved in. - Did you?
She's like completely bullshitting this guy 'cause he's blind.
Oh, what do you got there, chicken? Oh yeah, thank you.
# Honey, everything's #
I will get those shoes today.
- You'd have to be Flash. - Who?
She keeps insisting that she's not misrepresenting herself.
Feel them. They feel totally natural.
- That's gonna be fun. - Yeah.
# For me and for you. #
I feel uncomfortable, self-conscious singing it.
- I'm sure. - Don't be so uptight.
- A titmouse? - A mouse.
How are you?
- Congratulations. - Thank you, thank you.
Okay, I think the red would look good on you
Okay, he did not say it.
# That lucky star I talk about is due... #
Oh, Rhonda and I kept fighting all night.
You are obsessed with tits.
- All right. - Okay.
the piano player from the show?
You can't get rid of these things, you know?
Not off book yet, huh?
- So wait here, I'll go... - Sure sure, whoa whoa.
- I'll just take it. - All right, fine. You made me happy.
Hey, listen, I'm having a birthday party on Saturday night.
Your money's no good here, darling.
- I'm the rehearsal pianist. - Get out!