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I WAS ABOUT TO GO UPSTAIRS AND READ,
"FOUR HOURS LATER... SNIFFY WAS DEAD."
THERE'S THE ISSUE OF THE GREGORYS' COCKTAIL PARTY.
MOST OF US EAT THERE ON A REGULAR BASIS.
NICE TO SEE YOU AGAIN, RORY.
PROFESSOR FLEMING DIED LAST WEEK.
EVERYTHING, BASICALLY.
SAMSON AND DELILAH SAPPERSTEIN GOT BACK TOGETHER.
WELL, LUCKY FOR YOU, I BROUGHT CHARTS.
AND IT LEAKED OIL ALL OVER THE PLACE.
SOME PEOPLE HAVE TO WORK.
WELL, GOOD FOR YOU.
WE THINK FAY STILL LIVES IN THE CAVES
YEP, I DEFINITELY HATE CHAMPAGNE.
YOU DON'T KEEP IT UPSTAIRS.
BRANFORD.
SOMETHING LIKE THAT.
YOU BOUGHT WITH YOUR COLLEGE MONEY
LIKE YOU WERE LIZZIE GRUBMAN.
WHAT WILL HAPPEN WHEN THE RELATIONSHIP GOES SOUR,
YOU'RE ON A DATE, YOU DRINK CHAMPAGNE.
ARE THEY GONNA MAKE US BREAK UP?
HEART ATTACK?
WHAT?
I SMELLED SOMETHING FUNNY EARLIER IN THE KITCHEN.
HEY.
YOU'RE LYING.
"A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM."
KIERKEGAARD.
LOOKS LIKE.
ABOUT FAY WELLINGTON AND ART BRUSH, HUH?
IS IT REALLY THAT MUCH HARDER
YOU NEVER USED TO LEAVE YOUR CARS IN THE DRIVEWAY BEFORE.
YEAH -- BREAKFAST, DINNER, WHENEVER I HAVE THE TIME.
WHERE THE GUYS DRESSED UP LIKE PIRATES.
THAT ONE SIDE OF ROSELLA'S BUTT IMPLANT DEFLATED?
I'M GOING TO FREAK OUT.
WE'RE SITTING RIGHT HERE!
SO I SHIPPED HIM TO CAMBRIDGE,
AFFECTED THE ECONOMY OF THIS TOWN ONE BIT.
MEETING ADJOURNED.
WHAT DID YOU TEACH ME TO SAY?
A REAL DATE? FINALLY!
AND THEN LOOKED, BACKED UP --
I'M SORRY, I'M SORRY, I'M SORRY.
GREAT! THANKS, MOM. BYE. YOUR FAULT.
BUDDY, THIS IS LORELAI.
HAVE I MENTIONED I'M SORRY?
WHY?
I LIKE THAT IT'S GOT A TARTY HISTORY.
IF I HAVE TO MODERATE
HELLO?
EXACTLY AS YOU TOLD HIM, LEAVE NOTHING OUT.
TO PEOPLE, TO THE TOWN.
PARIS, HEY, IT'S RORY.
OKAY, BUT THINK ABOUT IT. WHY DO WE NEED THE WORD "POTTY"?
BUT WE HAVEN'T FINISHED OUR DRINKS YET.
AND THE LAWYER HANDLING HIS AFFAIRS IS A MORON,
AND THEY FELL MADLY IN LOVE ABOUT 10 YEARS AGO --
BAD ALARM. BAD, BAD ALARM.
YOU WANTED ME TO REMIND YOU
AND I PROMISE TO REMEMBER YOU INSTANTLY NEXT TIME.
[ CELL PHONE RINGS ]
OH, MY GOD, THE SUCKING UP.
HEADING BACK TO SCHOOL? YEAH, SOPHOMORE YEAR.
I DON'T BELIEVE
I'M SAD.
OOH, IT'S ME.
LET'S GET SOMETHING OUT OF THE WAY RIGHT NOW.
[ CROWD MURMURING ]
I'M SORRY, I'M SORRY, I'M SORRY.
ARE YOU SERIOUS? WHERE'S THE HAPPY ENDING?
I MEAN, 'CAUSE THAT'S USUALLY THE KIND OF THING YOU KNOW.
MY GOODNESS, WHAT A BIG MENU.
SURE.
OKAY. I GOTTA GET UP.
AND THEN TO AN EMPTY HOLLYWOOD BOWL
THEY THOUGHT HE WAS ACTING.
IT WILL BE.
DOES PARIS KNOW?
AT 7:30 AT NIGHT?
"ONE DAY SNIFFY, THEIR BELOVED DOG, RAN AWAY.
AND I BET IF YOU ASK HIM,