Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

My dad and his weird therapist friend, Leslie, built that.
What's happening?
Sometimes it's hard to know who to trust.
Okay, can't wait to see what you land on.
-If you say so. -You brought me a pastry from far away.
You can't protect someone because you made their idea better.
It was great. I danced. I stole a fork. Someone gave me their hat.
-I want to hear more about that. -Okay.
I think it was,
That's terrible advice.
I'm sorry. I can't accept that.
Forget the speech. I know what I'm gonna say.
and then you came in and it was all about you.
I am not a god.
-Obviously. -Yeah.
Yes, we slept together. It was a beret, so it was rude, but sexy.
I only mention it because you briefly pretended to care.
That Jean woman booked an open mic for them, so they need to practice.
Who is that?
My horrid neighbor accidentally electrocuted herself.
which is great because I have a really good sense of humor.
The fan fiction you don't write and I don't know about.
Okay. I don't know what advice to give graduates.
Jean loves you, Jackson.
He works from home.