Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Let's not go there, okay? We have a business.

Webmaster, website expenses, $ 1000.

You get paid for that?

I'm sure you'll be happy to pay.

- Well, then give it to the kids. - They don't want it!

Oh, man. How did things get so fucked up in only one week?

You guys still don't like Ronnie?

I'm a normal guy, you know?

I was just talking to him.

Happiness Consultant is a key component to our marketing plan, Ray.

All right? I've been pleasing women for decades now.

- So... - I hate suits.

Am I the problem? Is it me?

Look at her. Mrs. Gao is putty in her hands.

It started out pretty good.

We don't know what she wants. You barely even know this woman.

I mean, I'm a basketball coach. I'm not a librarian.

Thirty is the competitive price, Ray.

Don't cram those in the drawer like that. Would you just fold the napkins first?

No, I don't deserve a solo, okay?

I haven't talked to her yet, but I think she might go for it.

- Are you mad at me? - No, Mom.

Stanley, call me. I'll buy you a beer.

Ray, it's a crucial aspect of the female sexual experience.

- It's bad. - What's bad?

Put your hands on my ass.