Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I once told a woman I enjoy spending time with my family.

What am I gonna do, huh?

I don’t know if you’re ready for it

Well, I have feelings for both of you.

You've got really specific tastes.

...at the time of her unfortunate...accident.

...for I too have a woman for whom I pine.

- Is it? - Yes.

I once told a woman I don't eat cake because it goes right to my thighs.

Yeah, but we have a common goal.

-I really like the city. -The city's a toilet.

You Really Think You Can Manipulate that Beautiful Woman Like the Half-Soused Nightclub Rabble That Lap Up Your Inane “Observations “?"

Once told a woman I enjoy spending time with my family.

Being a mother has made me feel so beautiful.

You dated her. Give me some inside information.

There really is no junk mail.

Well, one question does come to mind.

I once told a woman that I coined the phrase, "pardon my French"

There really is no junk mail It requires just as much manpower to deliver as their precious cards

Oh, David, you can go on and on about how you don't want any more kids...

...a metallic squink...

Well, they're my friends...

Does anyone think George might have murdered Susan?

Of course it's not the bath, you damn idiot. There's the bath.

I too, love you.

They would never tell me.

When the group chat send some of the most freakiest crap known to man Why am I still here?

I even like the name. NVIDIA!

-I thought we were talking about me. -Right.

Well, I gotta run.

-Hi. Sorry I'm late. -Hi.

You just met the guy yesterday.

Hold it. You’re right. I’m not ready.

We're getting vasectomies.

-Why? -I'm doing it for you.

I should have a poem very soon now.

-Pardon? -Flavman.

I can't believe I'm losing Pam.

He imbibed her glistening spell

Anyway, I don't need your help.