Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Um...
It was kind of hot. That man knows how to pat a back.
Sometimes, when I get a really long email... ...I don't read it.
And, while I respect the fact that you listen to Wicked while you're alone...
allows me the opportunity to have as much sex as we want.
all they want you to do is tell them that their photography has potential.
I totally heard you, loud and clear.
He has a hot-air balloon in a hangar in Palm Springs.
- I am so, so sad right now. - Oh!
You think we have something to ruin?
Yes!
You're serious about this?
I thought you wanted a sophisticated lady, but now I realize...
Oh, my God, Dirk is dead.
- Are you wearing a lady's scarf? - Come to my lecture tomorrow night.
It has the towing capacity of a thousand Shelbys.
- How'd you get my keys? - Someone left your door open.
I'm so tall.
- Shelby. Babe, I don't want space. - Neither do I.
You could get me drunk professionally?
Dirk is dead!
And I carry your soul-song with me wherever I go.
Take out your tampon and drink, Trevor! The Flip Queen has spoken!
- Jess! You made it to the party! - What's going on?
until it's mostly carbon dioxide and then we both pass out and die.
It's been two hours. This is officially crazy.
Maybe once or twice.
Why didn't we kiss the other night? Sorry.
But we have to be careful. Our bodies are decaying.
It'll be good. We've spent the last five nights together.
Don't they hang out with guys their own age?
I haven't dated since 1989...
So you'd rather sit in urine for the rest of the ride...
Your panty-melter.
I really wanted to kiss you the other night.