Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

He didn't say we went to school with her.
- Why not? 50 cents a bet? - Make it a buck.
- Can I borrow it tomorrow? - You want to borrow my car?
- Can I borrow it tomorrow? - You want to borrow my car?
- I'm not in the mood. - Why not?
Honey... Oh... It's OK.
an arena for all forms of domestic combat.
It's only called help when you do some of the work yourself.
But the bloodiest battles often involve women
I never told you this, but my mother had a serious gambling problem.
No new treatments without my permission.
She has a major weakness.
because you're not getting something but you're too afraid to ask.
All that muscle and sinew pressed against my body.
This kind of disconnect is often a symptom of a deeper problem.
It's a big house. I need help.
OK, fine. You don't want to help me, I'm not gonna force you.
To succed, Susan would have to be evasive herself.
I'm sorry. I'm worried about Zach. It's really creepy in there.
Yes. Helping us to achieve maximum sexual potential.
it had become increasingly apparent, in this war...
You're taking your kids' medication?
We believe that animals should only be euthanized as a last resort.
Sadly for Juanita, she had ignored the first rule of war...
I supervise.
I'm going to the store. Do you need anything?
- Actually, I am. - What a coincidence. So am I.
So what's been going on with her? Have you found anything out yet?
- How is it going with Mike, Susan? - It's going, finally.
to the mothers who have assumed the heavy lifting.
Do you see me as some sort of prude who just lays there like a cold fish?
All right. Off you go. Thanks.
- What was that about? - Your mother is quite the card shark.
Hey. So what did I miss?
- Shall I include the meal? - Oh, no. We'll split that.
- I've been busy. - I've seen who you've been busy with.
Thank you, Lynette, for that impassioned speech.
What were you talking about?