Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

How did you two choose who was gonna go to what?

-A star's light can bring hope, -A star's light can bring hope,

I'm, um, I'm the substitute music teacher. (chuckles)

You're, uh, you're taking me to the library, right?

The word "poop" on the wall

♪ Sometimes ♪

-What do we do? Can we do something? -I don't know.

-I will die. -Aah, this is a nightmare.

Uh, I'm not at the library yet.

Oh, my God, we're going the wrong way.

Or possibly never again. Hard to tell from that look.

-Oh... -Oh. -(winces)

and then pick her up on your way back.

I sit back and get my present unwrapped,

-You said "refinery." -No. What?

Did you go around and see what life

Our oldest is doing a play at City Hall Plaza.

if I ever wanted to "work in this town again."

-Yes, yes! -Yay!

this way. I was focusing on Santa,

TINA: Maybe they're livestreaming it? Probably not.

Parents, take your seats. No one panic.

I'm a star. Like, an actual star in-in the sky.

-To the what? -Where are we?

I only know what she knows.

Oh, my God, I'm blanking. What's the street?

If you tried to stay, I'd say, "Go on, get,"

Who Picks Up the Reindeer Poop? is an actual poem.

Could you, like, slip out, and take, a-a cab to the library

kind of recreate the reading for us tonight, okay?

Wait, that's it.

Um, keep the change. Happy holidays.

You're looking at him. Great, great, great.

♪ Around the tree ♪

-can inspire great journeys. -can inspire great journeys.