Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Come on, ladies.

We reserved you a room. Put out the fire.

we're always smiling at each other.

But that's OK. I was married 45 years.

Although it's ancient and gnarled,

Ladies, as long as we're stuck with each other,

It was an accident. You left it open.

I am the most decorated pioneer scout in the history of northern Minnesota.

This isn't solving anything. I'm going to call the manager.

Take that back.

That's amazing. You eat with little sticks, never missing a bite.

And, eventually, I'll catch the eye of some fat general

- This is ridiculous. - Yeah? You think we're happy

And he was lousy in bed.

- The ocean. - I rest my case.

You have to be a contortionist.

Americans. You measure everything by the dollar.

Let's examine our priorities.

Well, not for $100 a night.

All I wanted was a tan on my thighs.

Hello there. Excuse me, sir. Are you married?

OK. But his days are numbered.

I didn't. If I had, it'd have been when you had your nose done.

Hanging onto the mast, screaming,

I'm the one who'll suffer most.

And stay out of the liquor cabinet while we're gone.

There's somebody in the bathroom.

I'm in charge. From now on, everyone listens to me.