Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Why are you weird? - I'm not weird.

- Soon. - Inshallah.

I beg you, man, don't start this again.

He goes to my uni.

I mean, but she's very fastidious.

And you think it's my fault

all grown up, selling soap.

- So the only person who showed up for auditions

- Yeah. Yeah. I'm good. I'm good. You?

do have a higher success rate.

Breathe, nice and slow. Yeah?

- None taken. - Just leave it, Ma.

- You know how I feel about rail transport.

Perhaps a life of solitude awaited me.

- What is happening?

Always wanted to have an all-girl backing band.

- Yeah, thanks for your time.

is she, Uncle Abdullah?

Especially none like you, anyway.

- Well, you should wash your hair if you want to be heard.

with eyebrows you could hang onto.

- No. We have to say hi first. Come on.

You know, you don't see a lot of girl Uber drivers,

I teach underprivileged kids guitar.

This is not a den of sin, okay?

- Yes. No, of course. Duh.

- Please welcome Smiling Hearts

who innocently trotted onto the tracks in search of,

Look at your facial hair.