Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Good luck in the coming business year
“Sky rockets in flight…”
[Narrator] In fact, Buster never went to the army.
[Narrator] Michael and Maeby stopped by the office to see if Gob needed help...
[Banana Suit Squeaking]
It is the worst Christmas party I've ever been to in my life.
And the effects of Lindsay and George Michael's Afternoon Delightwas overshadowed-
How the worm has turned. Look who feels the sting of an ungrateful child.
They're laughing with me, Michael. They're laughing with me!
MAYBE I'LL PUT IT IN HER BROWNIE
- Here we go. Let's go. - [Stereo: Disco]
- [All Snickering] - You do this, Tom?
This has been pleasant and professional Good luck in the coming business year
- A meeting. - A party.
- [Amplified] Uncle Michael- - Okay. I'll be right there.
[Grunts] Who did this?
And if anybody does anything with my sister Lindsay...
Thank god they’ve got my brands here
- Michael, pick up- - [Beep]
Neither does my dad.
Less kids getting their sticky little fingers all over these twenty-six hundred dollar pants.
Unfortunately, buster’s New found skill did not involve lowering gently.
Everybody, come out of your offices, please. The party has now started.
That's ridiculous. I want you to move in with me.
- Everything all right? - I just don't want people's kids getting their sticky fingers...
- because she had a little bit of a buzz on. - No. That's it.
but to keep them all together.
Oh, God. Oh.
What? So I'm not invited to the Bluth Company Christmas party?
I'll take off my pants, I'll shave-[Bleeps]
Hang on, Maeby. Afternoon Delight.
Now? You're not gonna let these people go home and change their clothes?