Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

And she's gone, okay. Alone.
If we're both in agreement, then I think that covers everybody.
Oh, yeah? Well, we just moved from Titty City.
Oh, my God, I am, like, not gonna be able to get through this.
[man] Copy that, Connie, I just made it to San Diego.
Oooh!
Perfect, I'll take whatever.
That fuck gremlin is really unpleasant.
-Oh, I could eat you! -Mom, calm down.
I was held back in kindergarten because I did something so funny!
[sighs] I have nothing and nobody.
When it happened, I was like, a real record-scratch moment.
My thing is different.
-[groans] I'm gonna barf! -Andrew, you're doing so well.
We might just be seventh-graders, Andrew Kent,
-Sure. -Then shit it out
Okay, enough pleasantries.
-Izzy, be cool. -Okay. I am.
And tag me in that.
We have a new young leader in our class.
Cowabung-hole!
-Can I point something out? -Please.
-Yeah. -That must suck.
Who cares if they're younger?
Okay, can we just lower expectations? I'm actually really nervous.
This feels better, doesn't it?
Oh, we've been working together for ages.
[Nick chuckles] Whoa!
-What? -Now I have to call my old partners.
Oh, skipping school.
Okay, seventh-graders, you're leaving elementary school behind.
You're back!
I could possibly give you my notes.
All right, ladies, see you after school.
like I did to that kid in kindergarten!
So, like, one day, at recess...
I guess I had no idea you had so many feelings.
And we shall select two to french.
We're in, and we're totally gonna win this thing, ya turds!
trying to get that eighth-grade moolah.
-Fart! Whoo! -Did you just say "fart"?
As long as there's an eighth-grader present,
What if I say it like this?
Or even better, you could stare at the ceiling