Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

A lone cloud.
They're more like a dream within a matrix within a dream.
Nothing to be ashamed of.
Ok, broken toothbox goes right by the pencil box.
and now you're saying he could die in there?
Turn on the light...
It's full of maggots, Stan, can we throw it away?
and it goes right in his mouth.
It's good to have that
Nice to see you, ok.
What's the sitch?
A double Decker taco supreme.
Shhh... You've got to be quiet.
How do you know that wasn't your therapy?
Dude, what's wrong with you?
I'm going to stand and face what happens, mkay?
Did you come here to help me?
Xxx
I'm going in.
It's just a dream, dude.
and soon you find yourself living with a bunch of junk.
That should be fun, okay ?
Changing.
Believe me, this is the last thing I wanted to have happen.
What you have is an illness.
How about this.
Can we throw stuff in your locker away?
Go ahead and do your work, Billy.
Oh, Jesus.
and if you are then you should talk to the school counselor about it.
We need to move them to the next dream level.
What's happening?