Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

WANT A DRINK OR ANYTHING?

FOR FOUR BEATS, BACK TO "C" MAJOR TO "A" MINOR.

PLENTY OF PIE, ICE CREAM, GRAPEFRUIT TO GO AROUND.

IT'S A VEST. GRANDPA HAS LOTS OF VESTS.

THERE ARE NO SURE THINGS.

IT'S A RELATIVITY THING. EINSTEIN AND WHATNOT.

UNLESS IT'S A CLASS ASSIGNMENT.

BETTER THAN MOST PEOPLE, INCLUDING MY PARENTS.

I DON'T KNOW. I'M HAPPY TO ASK.

THERE'S A GROUND SWELL OF SUPPORT.

UM, GOOD TO BUMP INTO YOU.

WON'T THAT BE AWKWARD, WEIRD,

I HAVE TO CHANGE A WORKING TITLE?

EVERYBODY LOVES THE BIONIC MAN.

WHERE DID YOU FIND IT?

HE HAD SOME SORT OF CHIP ON HIS SHOULDER.

THIS IS INSANE.

I'M MENACING. PANIC, DAMN IT. COME ON.

WHEN YOU'RE YOUNG, YOU MAKE MISTAKES.

IT'S RORY'S CHOICE WHO SHE CHOOSES TO BE WITH.

SHE SHOULD JUST GIVE IT TO GRANDPA.

YOUR MOM WAS REAL NICE. SHE WAS GREAT.

NOT SINCE I WORE MY "GAS, GRASS, OR ASS -- NO ONE RIDES FOR FREE"

THEY'RE PLAYING A GREAT MOVIE TONIGHT. "COOL HAND LUKE."

WITH THE THINGS THEY LIKE -- AMENITIES.

THAT DEVIOUS MAN.

I LIKE YOU ZACH.

OH, MAN, HE'S WEARING NICE SLACKS.

HER FATHER'S A CANNIBAL KING.

BUT I JUST WANTED TO TALK ABOUT PLANS WITH YOU.

IS THAT OKAY? OH, YEAH.

WHAT DO YOU THINK? FIRST 25 MINUTES ARE PRETTY IMPORTANT.

JACKSON, WHAT WOULD YOU DO

YOU DON'T HAVE TO. THAT SOUNDS GREAT.

* I WILL FOLLOW

MOM. I JUST RAN INTO HIM TODAY.

YOU SAY YOUR GRANDDAUGHTER FELL OFF THE DUCKY?

WE CAN ALL DO SOMETHING TOGETHER.

I DO, I THINK HE'S HAPPY OUT HERE WITH HIS BOOKS

THEN LEAVE IT IF YOU DON'T MIND BUMMING EVERYBODY OUT.

WELCOME TO CASA KYLE.

HEY, COOL HAND.

I'M SURE SHE'D BE CURIOUS WHAT YOU'RE FILLING THEM WITH,

NO, BUDDY, GO AHEAD. HAVE A BEER.

I DON'T WANT TO OPEN A CAN OF WORMS.

OH, AND I'VE JOINED A BARBERSHOP QUARTET.

ABSOLUTELY. TALK TO YOU LATER.

OR SHE'LL GRAB THEM ALL FOR HERSELF.

OH, PERFECT. I'LL CHECK THE BATHTUB NOW.

OKAY. BESIDES, I CAN TIP YOU LATER.

SOUNDS LIKE A DISGUSTING COMBINATION, BUT COME BY.

AND I PROMISE THIS GRAPEFRUIT WILL BE EATEN.

DON'T OVERWATER. THAT'S NOT GOOD FOR IT, EITHER.

DICKIE AND I ARE GOING TO BE IN THE CHICAGO OFFICE.

OR MAYBE THROW STACY A LITTLE SOMETHING.

I'VE ALWAYS WANTED TO LIFT AN IMMENSE QUADRUPED OVER MY HEAD.

'CAUSE IT SUCKS. I'M JUST SAYING.

IT'S HARD ENOUGH GETTING DRESSED FOR A DATE.

I BET HE EXCOMMUNICATED YOU ON THE SPOT.

OUR FOOTBALL TEAM IS SO GREAT. WE WON, WON, WON, WON, WON.

NO, SHE'S GOT VAMOOSE, REMEMBER? IT'S THE GIN WE NEED.

AND DON'T SAY "AHA" AGAIN. IT'S LOUD.

SAID I'M BRUSHING TOO VIGOROUSLY.

YEAH. WHAT TIME?

SINCE YOU WERE A BABY, BUT YOU STUBBORNLY RESISTED.

WELL, THE DRINK CART'S OVER THERE, GRANDMA.

AND E-MAILS ME WITHIN SECONDS.

NOW, I MAY NOT BE FAST,

PIPPI IS STRONG AND INDEPENDENT.

AND STARTED SLURPING ON IT.

I will. Keep me posted.

GIN -- IT'S CLEAR, IT'S IN MY HAND,

GRANDPA, YOU COULD NEVER TIRE ME.

THERE'S TONS OF PLACES HE WOULD WEAR THAT.

WANNA GO TODAY? HUH?