Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

So I'm applying for a fellowship at the LA County Museum of Art and...
I was stretching. I never sat there before. I'm sorry.
Just look at this thing on my back.
The Contest? I got it, you want The Contest?
All right, I mean, if you reconsider, you can come back.
I don't know what to do to make it up to you.
- Albert, how you doing? - Look who I found wandering the halls.
it's a partial tear at best.
I don't even know what to put down here. I mean, I'm...
Come on, enjoy the game.
- My knee. - Okay, easy.
"Something funny," she said. Is it lined paper?
- Get your ass out of here, get out. - You heard him. Get out!
- That'd be an honor. - Larry, would you like to do that?
- No, it's not the timer, get out. - I was gonna write it down.
the triangles and the trapezoids and all of that.
- Sometimes you don't. - What?
- You're what? - We're leaving.
- This new Larry. - What's the matter?
Larry, don't you say goodnight?
So, if I could pick it up around Wednesday.
- What's the big deal? - Come on, man.
"Dear LA County Museum.
Yes, you have. Then people think that you're doing it intentionally.
And to the fellowship that's gonna be, all right?
They were just fine with it, you know? Thanks.
What did we have, turkey and a glass of wine?
- That's a load off my mind, I'll tell you. - It's a shame, though.
- Really? - Yeah.
you got your legs stretched out, I mean, the guy just trips.