Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You and Russ are both done.

D'Fwhere did we go wrong?

Yo, Kimmy, you killed it today at practice.

In the morning, you write "Psych!" on her mirror

cherry-flavored lube?

You just tell the doorman you need a taxi.

You're still here!

Like Phylicia Rashad said on that poster in my middle school,

you know, a fascinating transition.

-Oh! -Well, this is either a quaalude

What's going on here, man?

I'm not a baby.

and 'cause my pill's just kicking in.

Now you actually got to choose one of them,

She's in control.

And then 30 minutes later,

you walking in a "Give Up the Night" rally or...

and make me feel little in your arms.

Womp-womp-womp-womp!

Ah, I'm sorry. I'm swamped.

I wanted to apologize for what happened the other day-- the kiss.

So is this about one of his little issues with the NFL?

So? He doesn't control your narrative. You do.

Girlfriend! I don't feel good!

We've all done it.

but ever since that kiss,

You know, something like, "Can Homey offer you a glass of water?"

I'm... Flouncy.

Oh, no! I hate this.

Wait. Wait. How did he--