Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

They are our future.
We're scared, okay? We're high-school kids, man.
- It's cocaine. - Mm-hm.
Uh... That's not, uh...
What about you, Coach Brown?
...Montana, Nevada, New Mexico, Oregon...
...I will wait for the first snow of winter...
I could do that.
2 x 2 x 3 x 163 = 5868
Hey, it's the lady from the school "who" has the big ass.
...who can give them the tough love they need.
I'll bust out the sticky icky for my boy Cleveland.
And if you come near my kids again or even think of selling on our corner...
Good kid. Wish he'd lose the apron. Looks like Clay Aiken's sex bib.
Okay, gang. What's the good word?
- Stop it. Stop! - Stop what? I'm not doing anything.
Oh, what did I tell you? This ain't a costume.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.
And cookies it is.
- What's on the menu today, son? - Snickerdoodles.
They are our future.
Avenue 49, huh?
...about cooking up a batch, uh, of cookies.
We can learn everything we need to know on the Internet...
Then it's settled. Coach Brown will save our school.
Hey. The restroom is right here.