Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Smile, Jennifer.
And I even decided to splurge on a diaper service,
till she tried to set fire to my hair while I was sleeping.
You'd be honored?
[ With English Accent ] So, Greater North Chesterborough, you say?
You mean, I'm not gonna get to take one home today?
You know, Bill, hiring a prostitute to call you "Daddy"...
I'd be flattered. No, no.
The gymnasium was taking up so much space I had to have it removed from the yacht entirely.
After me? I'm touched.
- For what? - Your adoption notification.
Can't you just check? I'm sorry, Mr. McNeal.
Now, who would like to start the bidding?
Hello, Charlie.
No, you're not!
- Why not? - Actually, I don't know why not,
You know, I do not understand you men and your babies.
I hear Rue McClanahan's in the audience.
- I have to wait four years. - Why?
Yes, well, that was different.
And when will the next window of opportunity open up?
Man, she's really got this thing nailed!
Why? Bill's gonna make a great father.
Oh, it certainly did.
[ Giggling ] Nighttime. Daytime.
Bill, I've never seen you as the fatherly type.
You know, you're right.
No, she already rented that to some kid...
You get off the freeway when you see the statue...