Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-No! -Come on, Phoebe.
We're going to my stupid posh neighborhood,
-Go away! -Phoebe.
-Let me get you a drink, yeah? -Ooh, yes. Thank you.
[no audible dialogue]
We did, but we got the tickets before we broke up.
-♪ They're singing "Deck The Halls" ♪ -[all cheering]
[music continues on radio]
[toy gun cocks]
then the environment for odor-producing bacteria thrives.
["Mele Kalikimaka" playing on radio]
You gonna sing?
[music continues on radio]
Sorry, Ted. He's just so excited. [chuckles]
Merry Sexy Christmas!
Yeah, well, I am now, you know.
Fuck those guys.
Bonne chance, mon ami.
I bet your breath doesn't smell that bad. Come on.
and insisted I bring a traditional Mexican ponche!
Why not?
-Oh, hello! [chuckles] -Hey!
[inhales sharply]
Because he told everyone my breath is rancid.
-[sighs] -Where are we going?
[softly] Okay.
[stammers]
Not with you, mate. With Keeley.
-Sorry. -[players cheering]
They got a new cat. She's allergic.
Mostly inside of him.
♪ But the very next day ♪
♪ I gave you my heart ♪
-[announcer speaking indistinctly] -["Santa Baby" playing]
Not if I do my breathing exercises.
[doorbell rings]
But of course there's a Santa.