Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yeah, let's drink some beer.
Thanks, Sal Vernacchio
Which makes me the woman. And I have no interest in that.
when do we get the freaking walk-up daiquiri windows?
I just want to relax and forget that I'm part...
Looks like good stuff. But, of course, I'll have to sample it first.
...you're inexperienced and vulnerable...
Advance on him, men.
No, it's Officer Simpson of the police.
Looking good, boys.
That's okay. I'm supposed to be working too.
Instead it's been painful and disturbing, like that movie Police Academy.
From this point on, no talking.
He looks and acts just like the dealer.
Later, as I prepared to bathe...
Sorry, dude. Black.
It's too late for me, Marge! Sell the jeans and live like a queen!
Laser effects, mirrored balls...
All right, Hans. Time to go.
I didn't mean to.
Strange. Regular ham doesn't thrill me anymore.
It's people like you who are ruining our downtown promenades and piazzas.
Marge, you chased away all my poker buddies.
Easy, now, sweetheart. Homie's here.
FORGET ABOUT THE BARBIE. WHEN DO WE GET THE FREAKING OPPENHEIMER?!