Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What's happening?
It was great. I danced. I stole a fork. Someone gave me their hat.
Forget the speech. I know what I'm gonna say.
My horrid neighbor accidentally electrocuted herself.
-I want to hear more about that. -Okay.
which is great because I have a really good sense of humor.
He works from home.
The fan fiction you don't write and I don't know about.
That Jean woman booked an open mic for them, so they need to practice.
-If you say so. -You brought me a pastry from far away.
Who is that?
Okay, can't wait to see what you land on.
Yes, we slept together. It was a beret, so it was rude, but sexy.
Sometimes it's hard to know who to trust.
I'm sorry. I can't accept that.
Okay. I don't know what advice to give graduates.
I am not a god.
That's terrible advice.
I only mention it because you briefly pretended to care.
Jean loves you, Jackson.
-Obviously. -Yeah.
You can't protect someone because you made their idea better.
I think it was,
and then you came in and it was all about you.
My dad and his weird therapist friend, Leslie, built that.