Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

They have no idea who I am,
-Snooker? -That's it. That's the one, yup.
Yeah, woman with the fucking eyes.
Boy, I'd love to curl up on a couch under a weighted blanket,
I can't control my feelings.
I also got you a little box of chocolate truffles.
-Saw this coming. -Nothing like the early days of courtship.
He said you hired him.
Thank you.
And every week, when they shove a camera in my face
All right now.
I'm more of a, you know, cornhole man myself. Yeah.
Keeley Jones, The Independent Woman insert on Sunday.
Come on, Coach. I don't like all that kiss-and-tell stuff.
That'll kill Rupert.
Ted.
Attaboy, Nate. Diamond Dogs it is.
I have had a million one-night stands.
Where would you take me if I did say yes?
Sometimes that is exactly how it works.
who I was had nothing to do with it.
No, no. Lasso could have stopped it, but he didn't. Yeah.
Hey! There it is.
Snookered? That's it. that's the one, yup
Oh, no. Did they expire?
Or what?
before I purchased a football club.
Okay. Here it comes, here it comes. Let's go.
No, I just make it feel like it does with my hips.
Hey, Captain.
Look, Roy, all this Chandler Bing-ing aside, do me a favor.
Not unlike folks at a hip-hop concert whose hands are not in the air.