Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I hate Western medicine.
because you're a late, late show.
where the chick said it would be.
Thanks.
So, how's the marching band?
Wonderful. Shauna and I are finally connecting.
I'm not supposed to watch.
I just think music is one of the coolest sounds out there.
Band kids are the coolest kids in high school.
Are you still upset about Shauna?
(imitating Shauna): You're Shauna.
Cool!
Welcome to the pool party, ladies.
(students protesting)
No, Chalmers.
to the best night of their lives.
BOTH: Sorry, Shauna.
Third-chair slacker.
to be stupid, snitchy babies.
anything to do with this.
- Burnout. - Waste case.
You have to let her in.
(crying)
(chuckles) Sarcasm noted.
Oh, and also I'm going to prison.
Me, in the high school band?
Oh, my God!
Well, whatever it is, the awkwardness is...
Even when "it" is something nice.
Cool bio, Jock Cousteau.
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(clicks)
(band playing "Mary Had a Little Lamb")
Class, we have a new baritone sax player.
(engine starts)
The minor is me! (sobbing)
You abandoned me.
possible and Impossible--
(all cheering, clamoring)
- (lively chatter) - ♪ ♪