Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

That creep Compton gave the job to Chloe Stoutmeyer.
Well, let's have a peek! Oh, yes. Please, Jack!
What do they say on sunny days?
You know, it is that stupid male attitude we had to grow up with.
They got no respect for this property.
Neither are you.
Oh, yes, uh, by the way, uh, Chloe,
Oh. I'm... I'm sorry.
They remove the bags from under your eyes.
In just a few hours, rags to riches.
Well, I'm thinking about having a face-lift.
Mrs. Roper. Yes?
Oh, oh. Yeah, uh... Oh, well. I guess I can tell you.
We're not jumping on the ceiling.
I think he meant that as a compliment.
That's kind of a big step to take, isn't it?
I think I'll go lie down for awhile. Oh, Janet...
Okay. Surprise me, but first let me know when you're gonna do it.
Oh, that's Compton all right.
Oh, that's very useful, especially while we're living with one.
[ Doorbell Rings ] No. Please, I really don't want to talk about it anymore.
Ohhh! You scared me. I was supposed to scare you.
No. Janet got them from a plastic surgeon.
¡You can do it!
Chrissy, Chrissy, chew, chew! Rah rah rah!
When that creep manager quit the flower shop, he left everything in a real mess.
But I want to keep it a secret from Mr. Roper. See, I wanna surprise him.