Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Whoa!
No, I'm not gonna eat a bowl of chili before I play.
¶ Catch the mystery, catch the drift
¶ But nonetheless I feel the need to say
So, I was promised pizza.
Yo. It's Johnny Atkins.
No. I hated you real bad.
I've dated the biggest jerks on the planet.
You are an amazing athlete with a ton of trophies.
I know he's a teenage boy
This tiny golden man
(CHEERING)
he makes wax hands,
(SINGSONG) Here it comes.
I just don't want to eat the meat and beans.
You brought Mom's love on yourself.
And so began the most epic
Oh, boy. Here we go.
Did she really say that?
No. Adam's your baby.
Do you have a problem, Johnny Atkins?
and I have you to thank for it.
That squeaky-voiced turd?
Are you me?
You said no going out,
Why take my word for it
"Best Son". (LAUGHS) Read it!
...he whispers, "Love you, Mama,"
Because he's the only other person I know
Johnny Atkins doesn't put labels on things.
But I definitely will.
(KNOCK ON WINDOW)
living amongst the student body as an undercover cop.
Not your girl. I love you, Erica!
that I play favorites.
BOTH: Whoa.
How could you be so shallow and judgy?
Just play it so I can be proven right.
Absolutely. Oh, my God.
What? What's wrong?