Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Bye.
We all fucked up, okay?
I'm just gonna throw this out there.
We'll just....
...like "peculiar," maybe or "eccentric"...
Do me up.
...I smell the breath of every sun-stained face I've liberated.
I think it's a little --
...the overall harvest goes way up.
Okay, I'll hold out my lip and you put it in.
I'm 100-percent positive he's --
Just shaving here.
Did you forget your pruning shears?
I'm fucking a teenage drug dealer?
It happens but it shouldn't happen anymore.
Flappy upper arms, strange moles.
It's cash only.
I pictured him taller.
Soccer shoe. Soccer shoe. Soccer shoe.
And I realize there's a lot of hormonal compulsion...
"Yes I Can"? You said I was gonna freak out.
Look away.
I'll paint your toenails.
...if you're inclined to that body part.