Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Dear Silas: Happy birthday. Happy 18th birthday.
- For an extra charge, we sure can. - Great.
Dear Silas:
Oh, my God.
Yeah.
How come you always have shit blowing up?
Rad told me it was a special occasion. Your boyfriend's birthday?
We happen to have a daughter who hasn't seen you in over two years.
You get Guillermo, and it never comes back to me.
Really? What kind?
Or worse.
- Just great. I want you out of here. - See you.
I thought you loved me.
- Happy birthday to me. - What?
...so we got another 15 minutes to break the law.
Something kind of fell into my lap.
...because I'm so stressed from trying to maintain this bullshit lifestyle.
It would be a great birthday gift.
Time is cruel.
Come get me if you want. I don't give a shit, because I'm broke.
...how fast things move down by the ocean.
"Me, Mom."