Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...but so insecure about not being a good one...

Of course, God was the first person to fix people up.

She used me. I feel cheap and violated.

Is it timbre or tambre?

Is that salt on this?

Anyway, don't tell anyone.

By the way, those condoms I gave you? They're defective. Don't use them.

My boys can swim!

You didn't tell me about her voice?

Just clarifying.

Balanced, unbalanced

Leaves you sitting there on the kitchen floor like some kind of roach trap.

I knew those condoms were defective!

The family live in 3-G.

...so she could see I could relate to the commoners.

Is it flowing? I like flowing, cascading hair.

- Yeah, right. - Yeah, right.

What's with the eyebrows?

- We had sex. - Oh, my God, you had sex?

I threw away my notes in the middle of the call.

"You Wanna Fight With Somebody, You Fight With Me."

I don't see the cellist looking up, I'm confused. I don't know what to do.

Oh! He's not working? No. No. No.

Do you know that?! Women pluck their real eyebrows!