Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Bob, Bob, Bob, hey.
Oh.
Uh, my office hours aren't till this afternoon, Phillip.
I don't know. My belly button's perfect,
They change their grip, do breathing exercises,
I'm leaving. Have fun with your stupid words.
Mr. Frond's getting fired?
But I... could.
Like that baseball catcher who got so in his head,
Not yet. I was just in my windup.
He wrote the combination on the back of the lock?
Wait. Wasting time. That gives me an idea.
would walk you through your day,
Says a tree fell on him.
just a super thoughtful thing to do?
a few counseling questions from students?
a five-dollar bill in his shoe.
Don, since you're up here, maybe you could take
were the highest of the year.
She left already. We're not live.
and that's all I'm gonna say about that for now.
My brothers are twins, but there's only one of me,
hypnosis, but mostly they retire in shame
And we're gonna go with three crazy slides.
Looks like we've both got some work to do.
- Mr. Branca's work crowbar! - Did you do it?
Yo-boy.
with or without you, and I'm the only one
so you may want to hit the bathroom before we start.
That zen garden isn't gonna travel well.
- What'd you do to those burgers? - I don't know.
Okay, I'm gonna have to orient you quickly, Don,
Any questions before we get started?
Bob, you gotta try.
All right, um, this next flip will be fine.
- Damn it! - Yeah, like that.
You don't look like me!