Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Tina, what's going on?

I got diabetes, major depression,

- Tina, dial Tammy. - (dials, line rings)

- LINDA: Aah! You're gonna hit 'em! - NAT: Sorry, sorry.

We're the same size. Let's run.

So, my little Tina-misu, how are you doing? You feeling better?

she's been sitting on the remote.

LINDA: So, Teddy, you got

Do you think it's that drunk clown?

Could she be a spy? Maybe some sort of a Cylon?

Now, who has ghillie suits, An who needs Ghillie suits?

(sighs) I guess.

We'll be learning tonight's routine

- GENE: You didn't let go! - BOB: I know!

but I'll see what he has in the raccoon family.

someone dropped a sword out of a hot air balloon.

(car horn honking musically)

Throwing a tub of baked beans at a meter maid.

Yay! I'm swinging with my dad!

All right, all right, I'm gonna pull around back.

- Sorry. - And you have no idea

Oh, my God. So high up.

Or let's at least walk ahead of her.

And waste my Kissin' Koupon?

or even that he has another valentine.

(Tina groaning)

- Nat, how'd you do it? - I know the owner.

I think it's maybe faster to just get out and go around.

He does this stuff, like, a lot.

with this Wagstaff bad boy, which anyone would have done.

That son of a bitch!

I-I'm here with my son, because, well, it's a long story,

that site that's like a Groupon site for couples.

- You got it, T. - (engine starts)

his date with Becky doesn't go so great.

You remember how you were gonna babysit tonight

- He what?! - He what?!

- The full price. - GENE: We'll pay double!

Uh, I-I think we're gonna need a minute!

No, I don't want to talk to her. She hates me. Bye!

We're doing it, Dad!

so we'll fall down, but very gently.

We put it in his backpack under his homework.