Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, yeah, I'm starved. When you spend all day in a bio lab...
What? Seriously?
- What do you say? - I don't say anything.
Don't worry, we're planning to have sex right on the salad bar.
What does that tell you?
I'll sleep in Leonard's room. Good night.
"Seven p.m. to 10 p.m., Norton Hall Multipurpose Room...
It's a limited edition Green Lantern lantern.
- Would you like to try some? - Yeah, sure.
We're gonna make out back here.
The world is filled with people doing things outside.
Oh, boy.
- Saying I don't have an open mind? - No. Let me help you with this stuff.
Well, I suppose. Come in.
I'm a lost Indian boy far from home...
I always thought that was some sort of after-Christmas sale.
No, I'm sorry. I really am.
...I use my imagination.
My Saddle Rager hands signed by Stan Lee and Lauren Faust.
Hey, that's pretty cool. What is it?
And right there, in the little triple intersection...
- What the hell is eighth base? - Seventh base with shirt off.
Knew you were gonna do that. Doesn't make me psychic.
Well, I understand there are several types of artificial women.
Hey.
Maybe some of us should stop talking altogether.
And what is my function as wingman?
If outside is so good...
Yes. I mean, actual women are the best.
...much less one that's linked to race riots in the 1940s.
- No. I'm looking for a hookup. - Oh, yes.
The Zoot Suit Riots.
I'm sorry.
Thanks for giving me your limited edition Green Lantern lantern.