Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- mother-daughter hissy fit. - Yeah.
Whose first day it isn't?
No!
Sounds like somebody's trying to forget his troubles.
♪ I say coulda, shoulda, woulda ♪
and take a selfie with god.
No, it's just, it's really expensive...
You see?
I am the ghost of Christmas past!
♪ Come seize us ♪
to the fantasies in life that make us feel happier.
that I've decided I can't hear anything...
- Are you serious? - What?
- Where to sit? Where to sit? - Can we sit with dad?
that people who had a more accurate view of the world
- Just let me know, all right? - Gotcha.
Guys! I saw them! Goons!
- Lower your weapon! - Tell us what's in the bag!
Could somebody call a doctor?
- Are you okay? - Aah!
on something more than me not telling you
Okay, we're gonna need backup at Cheery Lane.
Get out!
asking if anyone had seen him.
- would you? - I'm not at your house.
He winds up getting double the presents.
- His finger up his nose? - Yeah. My god, this is insane.
All right, no more dicking around.
What? What?
- Bah humbug. - Just get here!
Yeah.
"S"..."R"...
Oh, I say we leave her.