Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Well, I would try to eat you really fast, before I got flaccid.

I'm tired of being left out of all our decision making.

- Home? You know, for dinner. - Oh, yeah? What are we havin'?

There's no way we can have maritals with you lying all the way over there.

Uh, I mean, mobbed as in crowded.

Lois, this is crazy.

If only I'd met you first... But whaddaya gonna do?

Tomorrow’s lesson: October is gonna be tomorrow!

Oh, Reginald. Elden Ring Sucks

No, we'll think of a way to fix it.

Whack a sightglass? Off a sightglass? Whack off a sightglass?

Whichever bunny you think is better for shooting a guy in the head.

No, Peter, when we got married we agreed to share our lives.

Hey, forget about it.

- Why, yes, I dare say that's the fellow. - Oh, let's get him.

- Now get outta here, you losers. - What about the foreign guy?

Decent phones, God-fearing phones,

I've been lookin' all over for ya. Look, I gotta call off the hit on my wife.

- I don't know what you're talking about. - Aw, come on, you know, the don.

- I'm the proprietor of this delicatessen. - Butt out, shlomo. All I need is your address.

See, marriage is a partnership. If you really love someone, you gotta work together,

Are you Big Fat Paulie?