Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I... I think he cheated.

(whispers) We've gotta make it right.

I mean, I was afraid to talk to you in high school. And now we're, like, mortal enemies.

She'll be against you.

I know you. I mean...

Then we join her gang and possibly hang out at her house.

Besides, I can't keep having those nightmares.

(radio frequency changes)

Somebody's counting their chickens.

You know, I think you may be right.

I got into tae kwon do in a big way at Dartmouth, so...

OK, there it is again. I keep hearing this, like, thumping.

That last fight was exhilarating.

from every god that walks the Earth or crawls beneath.

- (beastly groans) - Die, you bastard!

Do the words "superiority complex" mean anything?

- "The", like as in "the only one"? - Pretty much.

Yeah, like, after 30 minutes of reminding.

I mean, in his own sick, soulless way he really did care for me.

I was just wondering. Is it possible, even a little bit,

I didn't mean to get all true-confessions on you there.

- What about Warren? - She killed him.

What is wrong with you?

(# "Blue" by Angie Hart)