Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Bam! I just knew you'd come back.
The tank is dry.
. .
What's that? What?
Poochy.
Somewhere that I need to be. Do you want to walk with me? We can talk?
Rubbery balls. It's gross.
Did you think we would just frighten one of them?
What?
Strike!
Are you... Are you gay?
This is you?
I'm not a hell bitch. I work in a bowling alley.
Bye.
Or they tell you they lose them.
God. Believe that? It's so rude.
You should get up to speed, girl.
The look on the kids' faces! It's wrong.
Be outside, where you normally pick me up. Yeah, I'll be about...
You'd better run!
Why would I want a belt with my pyjamas? Don't be weird.
Hi.
How did you know? That shit stops you seeing them.
There's no evidence of any ongoing condition.
It's what the pricks call us, it's so lame.
Some turd-burger's wedged them all in here. You...
I...just need somewhere to crash.