Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

No, I know that duck. Total diva.
How about this one?
(sighing): Sorry, I didn't see you.
Like this? Ow...
pulled a butt muscle.
(group vocalizing)
Attica! Attica!
I pulled my butt muscle doing a very difficult move
'cause you seemed so mad yesterday.
She insisted on that.
- Oh, yeah? Who? - (whirring stops)
Uh, if you're doing dance committee after school,
that he's gonna come with me to the wedding.
- Here comes the airplane. Ah! - Ah!
- Oh, my God, is it working? - (hissing)
I can't hear you. I'm blow-drying!
Yeah! I'm nice but I'm not boring.
I was too embarrassed to tell Tina what happened.
- Mm-hmm. - Gretchen, listen...
Mm... Okay!
for my big date with Gretchen.
And Jimmy Jr.
Attica! Attica!
What? Sorry, I stopped listening after "Hey, guys."
There. I said it. (sighs)
and "vomit" on my mom's "workout tapes."
I'm going away this weekend.
- You're scaring him! - (hissing)
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Oh, thank God. She's walking away.
(groaning)
- Ow. - (honks)
Nailing it.
But what-what'll happen to Bruce?
(echoing): The dance... the dance... the dance.
- Me. - You?
changed his mind and decided not to ask me
- No, like this. Honk, honk. - Like a tow truck.
to be around anyone! Except Bruce.
the Australian all-male revue at Sun Woods Casino.
(whispering): Pump the brakes, Gretchen.
-Hey, Tina, uh, can I talk to you? -Oh, my God. This is it.
If you want to be on the committee,
His name's Norman, and he's a podiatrist.