Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I don't see anybody else around, soap jockey.
and your face is 40 and your boobs are 29.
I do like the special birthday sex.
What the hell's wrong with me?
someone I had recently been intimate with.
maybe we can focus on what this wedding weekend is supposed to be about.
- Idiot. - Tattletale.
Say the soup thing.
It was so dull, I had to read pamphlets just to stay awake.
Maybe you idealise women, and no one lives up to your standards.
- No hard feelings, bra? - There's hard feelings.
- We're not fighting anymore. - How long has this been going on?
Promise me you'll get along.
It is.
I can't imagine anything I care less about.
Damn these twisty bottoms. We need more clicky tops.
I love that you're the last person I wanna talk to before I go to sleep.
Like you got right now. Just like that one.
I didn't notice cos I was up all night with Jack.
What the...? It's like a mechanical vice.
Like the way she puts out a cigarette,
I needed to talk to someone who understood me,
- My parents are coming to town. - We must eat with them.
But even though it was gonna be tough, I knew exactly what I had to do.