Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I never knew I could hate this much.
Your relationship would be over faster than you could say...
Ah, much better.
Ain't you heard of no Geneva convention?
Why?
Here are the finalists for next week's championship!
But it's not them; It's me.
I'm crazy!
Such a smart one.
Everything but how they smell.
At last, a chance to realize my brand-new dream of being the greatest tap dancer...
I'm Randy, coordinator of this tap-dance-a-palooza.
She's a monster.
I pick her.
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This time, you can describe their beautiful aroma to me.
So, actually, we have a lot in common.
How do I put this delicately?
She's a pig. I'm gonna tap-dance on her grave someday.
Tonight is a dream come true...
It will be mine.