Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Okay. It's magic time.
Wiggle those sexy gams, lady.
This really worked better with the chair.
Wanna go shopping with me? I bet you could get something cool.
I actually came to ask Lucille something.
- Hey, guys. - Oh, that's why.
The Alliance decides to let Gob back in.
- Actually, we're having a wonderful time. - You know, he's damaged goods.
This is his one last chance. They'll never let him in the Alliance again.
- The loser. The fool. - Hmm?
- from every venue in town. - Hmm.
Nah, you'll never be able to do it. You're too good.
You're the only child who chose a spouse I liked, and she's the one who had to die.
I'd absolutely adore it. Oh, Lucille.
And now, my, hopefully, lovely assistant will join me.
- Wow! Really? - Are you out of your mind?
- You are too nice. - Oh, come on. What was I supposed to do?
That's why we're wearing all this leather. I'm really into leather.
Real needle. Real apple.
Well, I don't wanna get into that part of your life anymore.
- Yes. - You really are a good guy, Michael.
You know, a leather jacket's not gonna change that.
Maybe I oughta get myself one of those nice leather chairs from work.
how happy Marta had made Gob, she realized how important love was to her children.