Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Well, I read all your papers and...
who I met, actually, and who actually seems kind of...
Okay, has everyone read?
What? You've never seen someone sew on a merit badge before?
Sorry about that. What have you got there?
She realized she was lost.
Well, that's fascinating. Because I didn't.
- No, he's not mentally ill. - He threw them out of the window?
Paint a picture. Just talk. Don't try and make it sound like writing. Daryl.
Whatever you feel like saying write it down instead.
I know. You're right.
What about all those boring stories I've had to sit through my whole life...
No, no, no. You're right. You should handle it.
Get your own. Get out before its too late, Amanda.
- I met your husband the other day. - Right.
I don't care if he is your teacher, he has to treat you with common courtesy.
Angela Chase?
I decided. I just think it's wrong to censor people...
Or we could stage a walk out.
- This will be completely anonymous. - Just how I like sex.
Listen. Racine. What he did. Walking out on his family.
And I also cut Bio yesterday.
You mean, people think you wrote it?
When I'm a mother I'll get revenge.
Vic had the most amazing idea.
That's all. Continue wasting your lives.
No one knows I come out here nights. I look up, but you're never there.
- What? - Nothing.
- His lips taste my juicy-- - Juicy.
of my own making, and many, many people want to punish me for that.
That's true. You do.
Angela.
Yes, he was.
I can't believe this. I can't believe you were fired because of one poem.
You wrote that haiku poem? You?
You told me to pick my battles. Well, this is it.
There's this one piece in particular...