Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

♪ 'Cause I got Pesto in my pants ♪
- You've got taste, lady. - Thank you.
with his poor secretary with the shy bladder?
and I guess I'm intimidated by authority.
Second, I don't work for you, Louise.
- You've got the yips. - Yips? What are yips?
my First Hundred Minutes agenda,
And double lunch. Now I can chew my food like I'm supposed to.
a regular below-average student for six hours.
♪ But now I have no more care ♪
Put that Pesto in your pants. It's our only hope.
"Gum chewing is now a class." Oh, my God, I might graduate.
Where's Principal Louise?
Yeah. He married my sister. Or I married his sister.
What are you doing in here?
He got into magic camp, this kid.
You can start building the pool right away.
Oh. Here. Right.
Damn it, I meant to say "your mom."
- Weird. - There she is.
No, uh, just watching.
Make sure Eli gets his placebo Ritalin.
You can't go in there. The light is on.
I'm running out of excuses, so I told him
- Mmm... - Aw, Bob, let Teddy wear 'em.
My restaurant's packed and loud. Zoom!
You don't look like me! I am your Klonos.
Fluke you, Jimmy. Bob's all better.
It's not my bladder. But no, he doesn't.
This is Principal Louise. Recess is now tripled.
I've been begging Principal Spoors for months.
Second spatula?