Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Uh, yeah. I have social anxiety, Bob.

- What's the Santa Schooner? - What's the Santa Schooner?

We're your bosses and neighbors, depending on where you live.

I still don't get why you love the mayor so much.

- Tina! - All right, we better get set up.

Expensive boat coming through.

Not this time. No, Jimmy.

Yeah, he ate it off the ground.

Sorry I said son. That sounds weird.

so the guy would hear and, uh, you know,

This is a yacht club, not a golf course.

Great, great. So you know we've always thought of you as...

And then I hand out presents to kids on the dock.

- Hey, Bob. - Hey Trev.

of someone out to get you somehow.

I love to yacht, I live to yacht.

- Of course. It's happening now. - Wha?

(chuckling): Oh, I don't think that will be happening.

Or you can give 'em to your old friend Gus

Mm. I'm just not used to good stuff happening.

I can see it now that your pants fit. Whoa!

- Hmm. Who was that? - JIMMY: Hey, look out!

That thoughtful son of a gun. I get it first.

Trev, come on. There's a yacht over here with a dirty name.

Oh. Uh, Mr. uh... uh, President man?

- Fancy what now? - And I go over and I get welcomed by the mayor.

I know you and Jimmy have something planned.

Great. A festive Christmas trap with my family.

we can't have presents before the other kids.

Hey, um, sorry I didn't listen to you about Jimmy.

under my crotch.

Mission accomplished, huh, guys?

Uh, they made us take off our wet clothes so, you know,

for you to get gifts ahead of the other kids,

Uh, n‐nothing. Uh, we'll go around. Thank you.