Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

a built-in excuse for not being the best.
But we stole something.
Tien. Negen. Acht.
That's my Bobby!
We're not in the circus, Dad. Yeah!
Think you have what it takes to beat the competition?
Sorry, Dad. I have to go see a car wash about a fudge.
I...
all right, I won't say anything, then, ever.
Dad?! What are we doing?
Sechs. Fünf.
Great! So, you're from Pakistan,
And he liked both your mouth feels.
Quatro.
Yeah? Did you just say "Hot Fudge Car Wash"?
My uncle's got the heart of a lion.
Sorry if I'm being confusing.
He is likeable.
We want to try that black garlic burger.
How could we lose?! Are you kidding me?!
That is ridiculous, Lin. Well...
maybe right? Oh, my God.
What a disgusting creature.
Six. Cinq.
He got it in Thailand.
It says "Stupid Black Garlic Burger".
Don't you cankle me!
I-It's made with black garlic.
Yes, I am.
We got to get this to dad.
Let's check in with our contestants.
Yes, Skip.
Pizza tacos?
and step on it!
Ten for one dollar.
Hey, move over, buddy.
but I-I prefer to fight Ray, actually,
I mean, they still haven't had Skip's burger, but...
Come on in. W-We just need a few minutes
than I thought. Okay. Okay, Bob.
Are you?! I think so.
Hey!
slightly sad event, where artisans try to sell
(Slowly) two
- And hurry! The clock is ticking. - Hmm.
What are you doing in the kitchen?
This Gene Belcher? It's just sometimes you lose focus.
Ah, no problem. There's the contest!
What do want, Louise? Louise?! Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick...
What? Oh, no! My shirt!
Are you kicking us out?
Yup. Back off, Manny. This is my fare.