Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You think he put his bare butt on it?
♪ Oh, I'm a bad, bad mom, and it was my favorite job ♪
- BOB AND LINDA: Oh, Gene! - TINA AND LOUISE: Gene!
But they turned out pretty good.
Um, it's a hamster slide, obviously.
Mom, can you tape the spaghetti spoon to my mitten, please?
That's a girl.
- Oh, calm down, Tina. - You calm down.
Kids, you know you can't leave this thing here forever, right?
Our hamster slide‐‐ you touched our hamster slide
It's a hamster slide.
A distinct odor?
- Uh‐huh. Uh‐huh. - Aah!
God, what are my worms gonna make me do?
(singsongy): Louise?
(bad British accent): Hello, pardon me, good man,
Hey, it's their one free concert night.
Wait, you're going now?
What about the fact that we work in a restaurant?
Oh, my God, uh, forget the hamster slide.
(singsongy): Symphony!
(gasps) Oh, no.
You're trapped, Louise. There's nowhere to run.
Okay, Gene probably gave me worms.
Just give me some space, Wonder Wormon.
And I think I pulled my boob muscle.
Not‐not that you're a bad mom
Gene, you're grounded.
I may have been playing Bottomless Businessman
Uh‐huh. Also, maybe, uh, we should think about
He has all the signs, Mom‐‐
I still don't understand why we're doing this at all.
It's not "cabooses," it's "cabeese."
Sorry. I mean, poor Gene.
fresh off the pot and got worms on my tot!
- What? - It's real!
and we said "bathroom buddies" and high‐fived?
Are they having a... dance‐off?
I'm... gonna go.
like a boy whose butt is possessed.
LINDA: Gotcha. I love yous.