Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Not a figment of my imagination?
There's nothing more that any of us can do.
{\an8}The Truth's superb surprise
Yes, well, it's good you're out of bed.
Who's here?
Is it really you?
Let me grab it for you.
What?
and one thing led to another.
Yeah.
I've already lost Sue.
Tea sounds nice.
I'm not.
Well...
That's a new one.
Frail. Susceptible.
I hear those have been effective in many cases.
But then I married your father...
And nobody's as fun as you, Em.
Or in your own room.
Praise be. Let's get some food into you. Something that'll stick to your ribs.
Yeah.
This is all my fault.
Night sweats.
I binged upon them late into the evening.
He likes the poem. He likes it not. He likes it. He likes it not.