Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

No. Pheebs. Don't you remember why you dumped the guy?
Maybe I screwed up the first date I had in nine years.
Wait. Isn't it almost pure...?
- I did, but... - You seek me out.
Then why do you think we keep ending up together?
You just don't know you know it.
- Hey, Ross. - Hey.
No, no, I know what you're gonna say. You're a lesbian.
And I don't have to...
Um... Oh, uh, Carol teaches sixth grade.
...you can do a cleansing ritual.
And you could use them in your Theater of Cruelty.
Here's your egg back. I'm returning your egg.
Yes! Way to go, man.
I hope she throws up on you.
Because I know that this isn't the end.
Actually, tomorrow night depends on how tonight goes.
Adam Ritter's boxer shorts.
Tell me it's you and me "we."
She said she wants to slather my body with stuff and then lick it off.
You get the pretty one. I get the mess.
...what looks like a half-charred picture of...
I'll try to get back as soon as I can. I'm sorry.
Wanna come over and join us?
I brought you something.
- Which one was he? - Pete the Weeper?
Um, that's okay.