Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-Uh-huh. -Uh, so why don't you, uh,
had an emergency appendectomy,
we'll be right back to finish our program
more than I thought you would.
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The troop leader-- uh, she's a little overwhelmed.
Uh, I need you to take me to the library, the public library,
(chuckles) Okay, um... bye.
The cab was a disaster.
HARLEY and GINNY: Myths, traditions.
She wrote a real poem.
But then, her appendix burst, too.
and I hate this camera bag. Oh!
Dad didn't make it, but you can still go.
(laughing) I know, right?
stay in the car. I'm gonna walk Louise in.
-Uh, hi. Hey. -Hey?
So, she gave you all sheets of paper,
around the block, I'm worried I'll miss it.
Sorry about that. I thought you were a jogger,
-Okay, she knows. -Aw... -You love us.
Is it over?
How is Dad going to Louise's?
I'll start with Prince. Who's got an MP3 player?
You drove so far before you saw me.
-It's under the fridge. I got it. -(dry heaves)
So, the poem you submitted
(panting) Wrong branch.
We're rushing out after this to go see our oldest do,
I'm four other parts, too,
Forget it, I'll use my sleeve.
-Ms. Merkin's in Mensa. -She's on a whole other level.
-Wow, that's bright. -Thank you.
...where poetry was born.
-(polite laughter) -Done.
Uh... I-I think we got to go with Louise's plan.
-Who's taking me to the library? -You want to go to Tina's thing