Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

and now you're playing musical chairs and there's no music.

when I fall in love I hear the Platters singing "My Prayer."

Welcome to the neighbourhood, Miss Sapling.

A female sheep.

It's lousy being a kid.

I don't remember sending out invitations.

I know. You'll hear the Platters.

I've tried everything. I even tried sending her a box of candy.

Oh, right, right. Bye, Cindy. Bye, "true friend."

I'll tell you where to go. You two scram.

He's acting as if a girlfriend were coming over.

so why don't you go visit some other "good and true" friend? Okay?

Well, that's okay with me. Where is it, upstairs?

And I was a little thinner.

I was just humouring them.

Well, why is your door locked?

Richie, look, give it time. Maybe someday it'll happen.

Thanks. Is it okay?

On second thought, I'm already upset, so I suggest you go home anyway.

Well I saw her in the principal's office when I was getting my late slip.

with seven kids and a very nervous woman named Lillian?

Well, I guess you can never have enough friends.

That's the breaks. Nowadays it just doesn't pay to be cute as a bug's ear.