Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You have to come. It's your birthday.
Everyone has a sore spot that needs a comedy routine.
25! I’M FUCKING OLD!
All right. That sounds fun. Thank you.
- 20 minutes. - End of messages.
No. We make them uncomfortable and they don't know what to say.
It's imagination. It's fun and perfectly healthy.
25 fuck I'm old!
You didn't see all those "Don't worry, you'll find someone" looks?
What was going on in there?
I don't care. I believe in soul mates.
35 Fuck I’m old!
One time does not a marriage make.
- Are you enough? - Today she's too much.
Maybe not. I think he's in London. Let's keep it to low-maintenance friends.
And if you love someone and it didn't work out,
I spent the day with my shoe-sole mate, Manolo Blahnik.
but I don't think that a soul mate would...on your leg.
No, I'm not.
- It's after 12. You're late. - Not really. I'm on London time.
You've got to grab 35 by the balls and say, "Hey, world, I'm 35!"
...a man with no soul.
What about a birthday dinner? Il Cantinori, something nice.
It's just me! It's just me, Charlotte!
love you me too
But I am not of my body.
"Two souls, one thought". That is sappy, totally not like Danny.
love you me too