Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

That was the plan.
The Louvre, Monsieur Payard's signature chocolate cake.
Did you and the girls run down the street talking about me?
Ray! Stop!
We make love all over the apartment then I get a cab home like some hooker!
- Morning, ma'am. - Morning.
- Are we ready to...? - Go again?
It was my best relationship ever.
- What were you thinking? - I don't know.
Come here. You be the bass.
I did, but just for emphasis.
- Maybe Ray is the one. - Your clitoris thinks so.
I'm going home to my apartment, where I have a lease.
there's always somewhere or someone new to discover.
What is so funny about jazz?
Next time I'm hard, would you consider measuring my John Thomas?
Does anybody want to split the chocolate pudding?