Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I crawl so small

This is giving me hay fever.

Joe, that tickles.

Why did I say yes to this?

One, two, three, heave!

Let me show you a hot new property.

-P.I. Smith & Sons? Great company. -You've heard of them?

You're now the world's smallest minority.

I think you should take the shrapnel out before you cauterize.

I'm a college graduate.

Joe, who are you talking to?

Guess we got to keep on trying.

We're doing our best to help.

So, you're an lowa boy, like me.

-Central Complaint Department. -I'm calling from 324 1/2 East 8th Street.

-You got the place to yourself. -We're Gandhi.

I got my honey in a sunny neighborhood

-Letter for Rodney. -A postcard from Uncle Sid.

banking is kind of like my trade.

Are you sure this is the right address?

Not unless the landlord gives them a little help.

What's all this?

It's the bank I work for.

Does your mom still wear her hair in that sexy way?

Where friends all meet And life is sweet

Here, roachy, roachy.

-I need five copies. -How do you spell "memorandum"?

Ever since I joined this health club. It's a great lap pool.

-What's that spell? -Joe!

-Me, too, Ralph. -I vote we keep him.

Nothing for that price range.

What? He's dead?

The guy I saw you kiss in the garden a few days ago.

-You're fired! -You're fired!

Ten minutes ago this company became a wholly-owned subsidiary...

and she croaks.

I can't help you. Please hold.

-Out of the way. -We're watching Charlie Roach.

Well, it appears to me...

I call this piece lnstant Minority.

They're the biggest manufacturer in New York.

I've got a towel you could use.

-I don 't think I can do it. -Please hold.

We got to make it up to him. Let's find him a new place.

Are you ready for something itsy-bitsy, baby?

Excuse me, sir. Mind if we borrow this?

I can't tell you how happy I am to be finally out on my own, Mom.

-Look at that. -Our kind of guy.

But maybe you won't be missing her long.

This place does deserve to be a prison.

My towels are in the laundry.

Can't you see I'm trying to have some privacy?

-Why aren't you with your boyfriend? -What boyfriend?

We just don't talk much. Not to people, anyhow.

for the rest of your freaking life!

I believe that we have finally reached the promised penthouse!

I'm not a banker. I'm not a drummer.

-What a fall! -Leaving so soon?

How's everybody doing tonight?

Let's have ourselves a little rodeo!

With his feelers 'round my soul