Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Moving along to art holdings. All I'm seeing is a series of drawings of elephants.
Listen, I-I don't want to get into your personal life, you know what I mean?
So I hope so.
So I'll get dressed and I'll drive you over there and I'll drop you off.
No. God, no. Please close your legs up. That's -
- Shea butter. - Oh.
Had to let my guy go. Had to cut him loose.
I mean, marriage and divorce these days is like more of a formality than anything else.
- Sorry. You want to have sex? - What? No.
Come to bed And snuggle with me
Steve Huffman's legal team: We're lawyers!
- What is she, some cheap tramp? - Oh, no!
Come back to bed and snuggle with me.
We are a couple. Charlie, documents.
Guys. Guys, guys, guys, guys.
- Don't freak, dude. It's-It's all good, dude. - What?
Oh, really? Do you ever stop for one second and think about...
You son of a bitch! I'm gonna kill you!
- What's the best way to do that when we're texting? - Who cares, dude?
- Actually, I loaned it to both of you ladies.
I cannot stand being married to you!
- You getting a divorce? - Yeah.
- Flush it, big boy! - Yes! There we go!
- Yeah, yeah, yeah. Definitely. - Yep.
He's texting me all the time. He calls me, like, nonstop. He bought me a new car.
- Oh. - Well, you are somewhat responsible for this.
I'm so glad you called, Charlie.
Oh, congratulations, Ms. Ponderosa.
- Oh, you're gonna jam the car in my face, huh? - Mmm.