Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You know, you always cook this meal all by yourself. Let me help this year.

- The three of us? - Yeah. You, Chan and the vein.

I don't know if that's a good idea. They don't wanna be with us.

No, seriously. Unh.

ROSS: I feel terrible. RACHEL: Oh, so sorry.

I know. Have you considered pageanting?

- I'm really wedged in here. - I'll pull you through.

- What are you doing here? - We're late too.

Or we could plant PCP in the apartment and call the cops on her.

That's some gentle comedy dude

Okay, let's see. Oh, the cranberry sauce.

I can't believe they're not here. I slave and I slave for what?

Don' point that thing at me!

Did you at least win the contest?

Ooh, ooh. Stop putting things down my pants.

- Could you pick them up for me? - You're not making the pies?

No, I'm not letting you put makeup on my baby.

All right. Okay. All right, let's give these babies something to cry about.

...I was sitting so far away, Michelle Kwan couldn't read my banner.

And get ready to taste my very special cranberries.

There was this one baby, Haley, who was favored to win...

Now, when I get back, I want you and your friends to be gone.

Look them in the eye, I could get them to forgive us.

...off Joey's Cabbage Patch Kid! - Yeah!

What are we gonna do? I'm starving.

Ow! Stop, stop, I'm worried about damaging my head.

- Really? - Sure.

Okay, let's see. Okay, the turkey's in the oven. The stuffing is ready.