Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I did. Everybody seems to like them.
It's bullshit.
- They're 13 years old. - They're in my grade.
I'm gonna write you up on Chowhound.
Celia, can we borrow you for just a minute?
I'm 13 years old.
It's been forever since I had to court a chick...
Depends on the party.
This is my cousin Amparo.
Don't pull that Mexican shit with me.
We're going to need your room vacant within the hour.
Thank you for coming.
- Right. - Okay. So here it is.
Things with Doug.
Yeah, I got nothing for that.
- You're kidding, right? - No.
Yeah, I gave you the wrong sandwich. My bad.
I was weak. I was dishonest.
Let's go to hell.
...with your sleeping at some boy's house they've never met.
Maybe I should buy her scented body wash.
It's a tunnel. There's no magical "Weed Only" sign at the entrance.
Hey, there's no meat anywhere in there, right?
Oh, cool.
She's losing her shit. Clock strikes 18 and I'm done.
- No girls. - There was a girl.
Together.