Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Lin, you drop her at the library on the way to city hall,

I still think you should've submitted

I got to be honest, I'm not great at turning around.

We're just, um... We're gonna huddle up for a sec, and

for the holiday poetry contest.

We, uh, we actually have three kids' things tonight.

(xylophones playing haphazardly)

-JODI: Poop. -GINNY: Yup. -TINA: Hmm.

Look, I-I know you're on foot,

where the gas is.

It's Ms. Merkin's first-ever original

which were your words not mine. Can I just see your folder?

and online shopping and the end of innocence.

-and I'd spray you with the hose. -Wow.

A cheap phone and an old camcorder, battling it out.

Okay. Calling Linda. Lin?

which were your words not mine. Can I just see your folder?

Uh-huh. (whispering): Watch your back.

because it was too late to call it off.

You've been practicing, right?

I get to say "poop" in the library.

I thought it was tomorrow.

Big turnout. Lot of poetry lovers.

and there were odes and sermons.

♪ With me. ♪

I didn't expect to feel

-I almost threw up. -I was also very torn.

Aw, I'm so sad I'm gonna miss it.

Dear, God, why? There's got to be a way.

you wrote a dumb serious one,

-There she is. You ready to go? -Yeah.

It's her greatest work.