Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

And I'm taking it with me when I go.

This song is me driving my parents' Oldsmobile without them knowing.

Lovely to meet you too, Mrs. Adams.

- You gotta be kidding. - What? This is fun.

We've dealt with this for weeks. I'm not that sexual a person.

That looks like my parents' car.

- I've given blow jobs since twelve. - Really?

Oh my God, Styx. I love Styx.

- Look, lunch. - We didn't order champagne.

I have to wear them for a year. Am I hideous?

had decided that Samantha

"People", "Teen People", NSYNC...

I don't see it.

I didn't even know if I'd remember how.

- They're all like that. - Or worse. Men suck.

You're home. Early.

- That's great. - Thank you.

Even as a superhero, I was powerless to resist.

They are not all coming. The Clintons can't make it.

We've been Smoking that Crumblin' Erb

I hadn't smoked pot out of a bong since my eighth-grade boyfriend