Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm basically Jean Valjean.
Pits as dry as the Sahara.
aka your house, aka the place where everyone hates me already.
[sighs disappointedly]
I haven't even started.
Like this bag of wrapping paper scraps?
[scoffs] There's my label maker
Resolved, that performance-enhancing drugs should be allowed in sports.
to ensure the future of our species."
[fire alarm sounding]
Why did that phrase sound so familiar?
[chuckles, kisses]
by how badly you're gonna get crushed at tomorrow's tournament.
Mmm. That should help us in the debate.
Mmm.
-Hey, so what should we do tonight? -I don't know. Hook up in your garage?
No, that's a definite keeper. -Mami, you got to get rid of some things.
Wait. So, Devi, are you excited
You see what they did to this country?
What if our moms catch us?
I mean, aside from their beautifully tailored blazers,
Okay.
Pati, I had no idea.
Ergo, he thinks he's gonna win. So we have to beat them.
[laughing] He said bosom.
Yeah. The only periodical we have in our library
Good Morning Bitches!
That's why I didn't tell my mom where I'm going today.