Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...if they don't see anyone else in there.

- 1409, that's a good score. - You're telling me.

You see how I listen?

Nobody thinks about people the way I do.

The bottom will slowly open and all these store owners will wander out...

Please, I'm very sorry.

I'm sure I have a low IQ.

I am such a great guy...

- What are you doing? - Quiet. Don't say anything.

If you don't mind... Okay.

- Good luck. - Don't need it.

Hey, guys. I just ran into Monica. You know what my IQ is?

- Here you go. - How did you do?

- It was an accident. - What, did you go on a picnic?

- George, I cannot believe- - Please.

What's going on? I've been here 20 minutes.

How did you get out? I didn't see you leave.

- Monica wants me to wear it. - Why didn't you say no?

Actually, I think I did.

So, what are you up for? How about Mexican?

- You serious? - Why not?

It's because you're stupid enough to wear the cologne.

She wants me to take an IQ test.

I don't know. I'm obsessed with it.

Why is what i do so important?

- Have you gone in there? - No. I'm afraid we'll start talking...

Don't want people to know who they are. Too much aggravation.

- No, too noisy. - Take it at the Dream Café.

No, no, it's that guy. He's really been bugging me about the jacket.

- George! - Wish I could.

- How come? - What's the difference?!