Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

♪ My name is Maura They call me Gale ♪

We'd been estranged for some years, so it was a reunion of sorts.

[Jen's dad, on phone] Wasn't expecting you to call at this hour. Everything okay?

- [normal audio resumes] - [song restarts]

♪ I can party hardy till the early light ♪

- Yeah. - La, la, la, la!

But you asked me to get balloons.

♪ I wrote the best song That I've ever written ♪

Someone needs to clean up those streets.

♪ So enlist every ounce Of your bright blood ♪

No, I am not doing that. It's pathetic.

I have the power to make people orgasm with my touch.

- Well, why don't you just quit? - Yeah, quit.

You know, I label my yogurt at work because people kept eating my yogurt.

♪ And I'm rapping to you On the microphone ♪

I bet it's a funny story. [chuckles]

[Ms Jackson] Once again, my deepest condolences.

♪ I can't stand no puttin' me down ♪

Do you want a cup of tea?

I know what will cheer you up.

♪ 'Cause you're mine ♪

And one more thing, go fuck yourselves.

["Superstar" playing]

I made it very clear in my will.

So our packages start at 9,500.

It's probably gonna be shit-ish, but, you know, free cake.

- What are you doing? - Take these.

- You're welcome. - Hmm.

Oh, good luck with that.

["All the Way Live" playing]

♪ Ooh, spell ♪

I'll get the Pritt sticks.

- Don't look down. - Don't look down.

Hey. Maybe the real power is just being yourself.

You know, flaws and imperfections and everything.

♪ There was a lady Who had built her own throne ♪

♪ Melt and flow… ♪