Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

That was lovely, Axel.

It's where I grew up.

I don't know what you're talking about. I'm a little preoccupied.

Yeah, thanks. I'm getting by.

So for next week, your first task is to identify your own tool.

... came to be standing in front of this door.

Okay, so maybe we make a little more in Michigan than the national average...

That night I swallowed my pride...

- I'm 38. - All right, then don't be so insulting.

Anymore, anyway.

...with a short poem tucked inside.

Wolves on three. One, two, three.

Hey, Ray? Here's an idea.

Now, what Ray is going through is very normal.

- What do you want, a parade? - Okay, Tanya, I'll see you in class.

The district had a program a couple years ago. A grant.

All right, yes, I am a little shallow.

I don't believe you at all. Come on, we can do better than that.

- Howard Koontz. - Ray Drecker.

...I got my back against the wall here, okay?

I've lived a long life.

Okay, you got it.

See, everywhere this little guy goes, he takes his ball of shit with him.

You always answer when I call. No excuses.

You might wanna laminate the poem.

I can't even afford to buy my son a ticket to a fucking rock 'n' roll show, okay?

So I'm pretty much at the precipice here...

Nothing, Dad. It's kind of like a look, okay?

This is my first day on the job.