Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

She was looking for geology and misread the sign.
Oh, my god.
So girls can learn the ropes of prostitution.
Okay, that's a wrap, people.
- Um, you guys-- - mm-mm!
Man over p.A.: It's valentine's week,
I'm happy with michelle.
Abed's turtle face is really funny.
Because you're, like, my favorite friend, so--
¶ gimme the microphone and let me go ¶
- Wait! - Keep your coats on.
Come on.
It's you and your stupid script.
No. No. Look.
Oh, britta. Yeah.
Oh, you know, she's no barrel of monkeys.
That one's for me.
¶ I love that hop how it hit ¶
My law firm went on a retreat to disney world once,
you'll do it
But remember, cupid's face is magic marker on nylon,
She--she wants everyone to be honest,
Dear god. What have you done to me?
¶ that's when strange sensations start to grow ¶
Here's why.
You will escort me to the valentine's dance
In the cafeteria.
We didn't have ladies that cared about us.
Of the spanish department?
At 4:00 in the morning and hanging up
Yeah. Why?
That big bag, uh, at the bottom,
But you're a horrible drinking buddy.
With you studying me like a beige praying mantis.
Hey. Moustache.
Okay, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut.
Is that really a sitcom staple?
Yeah.
Look, pierce, this whole thing started
¶ 'cause they love it when the bass knock... ¶
What's the blonde's name, bitter, butter--beetlejuice?
Whatever.