Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...Charlotte was trying to do everything but.

Forget it. I'm not dating anyone who is known as Mr. Pussy.

We had a great dinner in Little Italy.

Let's be realistic. I'm only doing this docu bullshit to earn a rep.

-Yeah, do you know him? -Honey, I know of him.

-What about the seagulls? -Fuck the seagulls.

You have to be talking about Mitch Saylor. He's unbelievable.

You imagine the relationship is something it's not.

There had to be something sick and off about him.

To Samantha, surgery was like being at Barneys.

My God, right over there. That's him.

I'm Iate for my soccer game. Stay here. I'II be back in two hours.

You've got to be kidding.

It's Darwinian. They're being weeded out from propagating the species.

I think you missed a drop.

Hang on, honey. You don't fall in Iove with Mr. Pussy.

And it was then that the most freaky thing happened.

Suddenly, Charlotte's towels were looking very different.