Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

One, two, three. One, two, three.

We're going out dancing tonight,

I wish I could make you this excited about a comb.

I assume he thought I was an intruder. We never spoke of it.

But I'm a professional.

before El bobo started interrupting me, talking over me.

You have weird goals.

and bring a little red lipstick along.

And yet, we take attendance.

And you give it to them, papito.

And eventually, that's how they saw me, not as a woman at all.

No, no, I agree with her.

Shut up, Scott!

I have just said all the reasons!

It's okay, I have a shovel.

All I'm saying is we're equal.

He makes more than me?

We're having one of our staff meetings at work.

- Okay. - It's much more subtle now.

Don't give me that look, bitch.

Sorry, I cut you off. Talk as long as you want.

I am ready, abuelita.

Does that make sense?

Well, they'd have more time with him, if, if...

And then... They will think they are the boss,

I like the way I am, even if you don't.

Are you asleep, mi Amor?

Damn it, you're right.

Oh, mansplaining. Is that like manscaping?

so hopefully I can get through it

Be a woman in the army, okay?