Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

There we go, Jimmy, that's my guy.

- Chip? - Sabrina!

He's like the Mick Jagger of clowns.

Yeah, totally. It's just... It's been a little bit

Are we going home now? Ah!

because we were waiting for that

babbling on about how you're the boss.

I'm gonna have taquitos with syrup.

What are all those balloons?

That got him to puke?

Okay, hang in there, Sully, I got to clear this out!

What the hell is this?

It's not all bad... I see he had a birthday last week.

But we haven't even had cake yet.

This one in the star glasses, is she eyeballing me?

How old am I turning?

about your surprise, did you bring the surprise?

What, a clown? Sounds pretty lame.

Nothing, huh? No? Nothing?

Who could that be from?

Yeah, well, at least then he'll be safe from you!

so we-we don't have a green room,

and I am deciding that we're going to the hospital.

We don't do labels.

- Yeah. - No, he is my guy.

the way you look, the way you sound,