Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Morning. - I'm not talking to you.
The kids decided to go out.
What I did the other night was one of them.
- Stick to the doctor's orders. - I think Dorothy's right.
I was the same way with Michael.
I waved politely over Bobby Jo's shoulder with my foot.
- Blanche. - Help me. Oh, my back gave out.
He did, but I'm going stir-crazy. I have to get out.
Dorothy, do you realise it's been four days
And a total stranger.
- Be good, Michael. - Rose.
It was nice. I wouldn't call it great.
But I'm worried about him. He's always been a little flighty.
- Good morning. - How's your back?
- And? - And call you every week.
I never passed out at the House of Fabrics.
Well, gotta go.
I tried to handle the whole thing like a lady.
Go take your grandmother to see The Journey Of Natty Gann.
Sorry, too much wine.
who sleeps with a man she's known for one day?
I'm introducing my line of tennis wear.
For the first time in my life, my body feels old.
We did, but Blanche here decided differently.
I'm sorry I won't be all you hoped I'd be.
That is exactly what I'm suggesting.
You can call me every other week.
It was, Mom. Four years ago.
One morning, my butt's like a bulldog's neck.