Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Attica! Attica!

- Ow. - (honks)

If you want to be on the committee,

- Oh, my God, is it working? - (hissing)

I pulled my butt muscle doing a very difficult move

(group vocalizing)

Attica! Attica!

I was too embarrassed to tell Tina what happened.

- Mm-hmm. - Gretchen, listen...

- You're scaring him! - (hissing)

- Oh, yeah? Who? - (whirring stops)

I can't hear you. I'm blow-drying!

No, I know that duck. Total diva.

What? Sorry, I stopped listening after "Hey, guys."

- Here comes the airplane. Ah! - Ah!

Yeah! I'm nice but I'm not boring.

changed his mind and decided not to ask me

'cause you seemed so mad yesterday.

for my big date with Gretchen.

to be around anyone! Except Bruce.

How about this one?

-Hey, Tina, uh, can I talk to you? -Oh, my God. This is it.

(echoing): The dance... the dance... the dance.

and "vomit" on my mom's "workout tapes."

(whispering): Pump the brakes, Gretchen.

There. I said it. (sighs)

Uh, if you're doing dance committee after school,

the Australian all-male revue at Sun Woods Casino.

- No, like this. Honk, honk. - Like a tow truck.

But what-what'll happen to Bruce?

Oh, thank God. She's walking away.

Like this? Ow...

(sighing): Sorry, I didn't see you.

that he's gonna come with me to the wedding.

pulled a butt muscle.

I'm going away this weekend.

She insisted on that.

His name's Norman, and he's a podiatrist.