Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Stop staring at my legs.
Was covering for my foolishness to protect me.
...Full of Themselves, Full of Themselves Hippos...
Ha, ha. Now, knock it off.
You can have it all for 90 bucks.
Oh, after all these years.
I collect decorative boxes.
Ugh. Aw, okay.
Knocky, knocky.
Some kind of sale.
Yes, I do. He's senile.
They best not have messed with my cigarettes.
He takes advantage of unremarkable, middle-aged women at the mall.
Yeah. Bank foreclosed on us so we moved in here.
- That's right. How'd you know? - I've seen this ruse before.
They should call this game, uh...
I didn't know you stored things.
I have a brand to protect.
Hold on, is there a half-eaten Reggie Bar in the pocket?
...were made for manual labor.
...where you're keeping your moxie because it ain't here, fella.
Here's your juicer.
- No, Cleveland. - One too many? Okay.