Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Known as women's valentine expectations?

Beep, beep. Oh, my god, what's going on?

uh, he meant chocolates.

I mean, could you pick a scarier flavor?

Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep--

¶ if we dare expose our hearts ¶

You're safe from change.

I'm chaperoning tomorrow's dance.

I lose my chang to cub scouts in 20 minutes.

The way my mom's pool cleaner was my uncle.

You work-- you work at princeton?

Tomorrow I'm gonna be happy spending the night

Ew! Now he's eating the gristle.

With an insatiable statistics professor.

They could be put off by her vacuous mannequin face.

To make it look like you have girlfriends.

But entertaining.

And find the actor that's playing you.

Uh, I--I don't know.

Because you two obviously don't have any girlfriends,

What doesn't make sense is that you did

A phony drunk dial soaked in phony pity

They're telling me I can name my price?

Who cares about getting things?

Aha! I knew you were holding back.

Movie reference.

And he thinks he's christian bale.

Remember what we said.

Looks like the law firm of seacrest and slumdog's

And now slater knows about all the drunk dialing stuff

She's a perfect girlfriend.

I knew you didn't remember anything

No, he's right. He's right.

It's these presents you've obviously sent to yourselves

¶ so sweet I'm edible... ¶