Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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-No. No. No. -What's wrong?
-You would do that for me? -Of course.
Yeah.
Larry: Oh, because you wouldn't get out of your sweat pants.
-Ai-yah! -That doesn't make us an expert on food.
Yeah. (clears throat)
-I'm done. I can't do this. -Cheryl--
Richard: Well, I did pick out,
-It's nowhere close. -It is not close.
Man: No.
I just got in a huge accident on Mount--
Are you kidding me? I wanna hear everything.
it turns out that the thing he's most known for,
-You know. I ask-- -It's not gonna be easy, Jon.
What if she sold it in three days?
there's no going back. I got my sweats on.
-There's nothing wrong with that, as far as I know! -Susie: She was vulnerable.
-Wow. That was fast. -Fuck, yeah. I'm in and out.
Oh, my God. I'm so sorry.
You gotta come and relieve me.
and tell her I missed my flight 'cause of you two assholes,
Hmm.
-Larry: Uh-huh. -...is selling that house we bought her.
-Thank you very much. -You enjoy the scone.
It's actually not funny, Jon Hamm.
obviously, I heard you're selling the house.
-I didn't know what the fuck it was. -How could you not tell me?
(knocking on door)
-It's embarrassing. -It's new furniture.
If I don't get a normal chair,
-We each get a third. -Who makes up that fuckin' rule?
-Can I ask you a favor, please? -It's how a lazy Susan--
-What, what are you thinking? -I was there,
-Really? -Yeah.
-You don't know. -I know.
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-What do I owe you? -You owe me nothing.
It's got racist and sexist connotations,
She's so angry at me that I had to, you know, make an excuse.
I have a bleeding rectum.
-Right! -Why are you doing that before you go to bed?
-Hi, ladies. Hi. -Oh.
'Cause they're a little more expert at eating than the skinny people.
Please don't do this to me, okay?
(both laughing)
-Is this a joke? -No. No. No.
Really? He said that? He said he would appreciate it?
Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
-Hey, you're getting kicked out. Look at that, beautiful. -What's up, huh? Hey.
It's a coach seat. Oh, it's a middle seat.
-But I can't sleep with her sister? -It feels like the same thing.
Latte Larry's.
you wouldn't let Michelle come to dinner.
Prince Philip would put a fucking gun to his head
Why second flight?
I'm not, I'm not paying for this.
Can I make you something to drink?
Okay.
Nope. Nope. Just me.
-Two cups of coffee. -Hey. Thank you very much.
-New sneaks? -Oh, yeah.
-It was all wrapped up. -Ooh.
A rectum came to my mind first.
you're in big fuckin' trouble.
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-You gave it to her. It was a gift. -Cheryl: Yeah. You--
-Oh. -Sir.
Jon: Now we can eat.
I'd ask the fat people what they were getting.