Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

To hurt you, ever.
Barney: Marshall,
I am pleased to announce that the bro code has replaced
(gasps) how dare you?
The bro code can trace its lineage all the way back
Isn't necessarily a weird moment.
Ugh! What the hell are you doing?!
But I swear nothing ever happened between the two of us.
Right?
I... It has to be.
With another bro's fiancée. Well,
Than christopher brolumbus.
Maybe you're accidentally giving off the wrong vibe.
Girl from that place"?
Plus, I've never played poker before.
They carpet-bombed my entire room.
I don't need anybody else. I got... I got you.
Of course I'm mad, ted.
It's not weird at all.
I hope marshall gets here for the rehearsal dinner.
It's stupid.
And needs a first-floor room.
You know what?
Hmm? Hmm? Ah.
Robin, what is it with you and women?
It looks like a hoot.
The fourth-grade equivalent of banging.
For the reception in calligraphy.
A bunch more wedding gifts in the van.
Crappy mom alert.
My psycho.
But I don't want to lose you as a friend, either of you.
And everything was going off without a hitch.