Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- I know. I feel terrible.
- [squawks] Seven hours and 58 minutes.
- I know.
- Sorry, Tía Frida. She's booked.
[gentle acoustic chord]
Ahh, Mom, the pain! Caboose on my caboose!
Archery club was definitely not for me.
- You're not having fun, are you?
- Wait! You haven't had breakfast.
[dramatic music playing]
- [squawks] Six hours, 40 minutes, and counting.
- How about we start with some hash browns?
both: [scream] - [grunts]
- Less talking, more wrestling!
♪ ♪
- Sure! What are the rules?
- ♪ I'm in the big city with my big familia ♪
Thanks.
I dropped a pineapple on my foot
- Breakfast is the most important meal of the day.
(Bobby screaming and shrieking) Ahh, Mom, the pain! Caboose on my caboose!
- [screams]
- [grunting]
but this was supposed to be my day with her,
[train rattles]
- Hey, girls! Just overheard your convo.