Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Three tickets to Old Blue Eyes. It's finally going to happen.

Rose, I suggest you leave the room.

Look, Ma, don't start with me. I've had a very rough day.

Well, so is mine, not to mention my dignity.

Since the dean was no help whatever,

No, the museum director gave it to Sally Folgeson.

Well, at any rate, I spoke out,

The helmet with the horns.

I came out looking like Don King.

and I have something extremely important to discuss with you.

Rose, let me handle this.

I don't believe we've been formally introduced. I'm Blanche Deveraux.

I'll write to her and ask her to write to him.

- Mm-hm. Of course. - Oh, I'm flattered.

I'm not doing very well in Professor Cooper's class,

I don't care if he is 6'11" and weighs 300 pounds.

- But that's not fair! - Miss Deveraux, life is not fair.

so I did... regularly.

Oh! Oh, boy. Problems, problems, problems.

There was a contest.