Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Randy or Tommy.
-Get out of the car. -I'll show you bad.
I believe in being direct. How about you?
I can believe that. I don't think Randy's ever looked this bad.
I think she does.
-Oh, my God. -Where's Julie going with Tommy?
She's a four-star lay, good buddy.
and nature plays its little part in the scheme of life.
She's there.
Sarah! Lancelot's here!
-Mr. Brooks. -Hi, Mr. Brooks.
You guys think you're so different, don't you?
Who's Rick?
What a hunk!
Hey, you're gonna lose your nose. Look out.
Don't be so obvious with boys.
Don't do this.
achieve the grandest form of retribution against the guy who kicked your ass.
For most of the night.
It's a party. It is going to be amazing. I've seen the chicks.
You're good, man.
That's a start.
-No. -You've lost your mind.
Like I really care.
My mom's got a lot of stuff for me to do around here.
-Sid Vicious lives. -I'm not getting out of this car.
-Okay. -That's all right.
I think I'll go get the B-12.
It's nice to meet you.
-I didn't mean to do it, spaz. -Get lost.
Okay.
But I will tell you what I'm gonna do. I'm gonna reach in my pocket, get a dime...
Oh, God, it looked so....
-That guy is so cute! -He is.
I don't know. Feel these hands. They're wet.
You'll be in big trouble if this gets around. What if Tommy finds out?
-I can dig the scene. No sweat. -I have to be home by 1:00.
-What are you doing here? -It's a party.
She’s out there somewhere…
The rating scale is okay.
I don't care.
Sorry, my dad said they supported the war effort...
It'll be a great party night. Everyone will be there.
-I don't want to lose them. -Of course not.
Fuck 'em. Be the first one on your block.
Like, I hate 3-D. It gives me a headache.
I mean, no.
not what other people want to make you.
go for the wild, crazy stuff.
God, gross me out!
Come on, let's go.
I've got flexible hours.
That chick Julie She is truly dazzling
You want to make up some more?
-I'm so sure. -Cool.
Hey, you know, why break up the most bitchin' couple at school?
Most of them are. They didn't have corn dogs, so I got--
-You can't. -What?
That techno-rock you guys listen to is gutless.
-Well, well. -What?
-He was at the party. -Eyes forward, mouth shut.
I heard...
-Can I get you something to drink? -Sure.
I wasn't.
I am not too small. I look totally hot in this.
-Randy. -Who's Randy?
But things were sure a lot wilder then.
-Don't be afraid. -What are you doing here?
I tell you what. You spend the night at my house, okay?
I was out all night, but I didn't--