Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Marty. He's trying to help.

He seems 100% DTFF.

Oh yeah. You can really taste the bird shit.

-[chuckles] -Oh, the phrasing.

♪ There's no way it can't go right ♪

Hormone monster breasts produce Mountain Dew.

♪ You can't break my spirit ♪

Oh, dreams do come true in America, boys.

Wow, the '67 Nipple Twisting Championship.

-No, no. -Please, Montel, just a sip.

We're just waiting on you, king cupcake.

I've just been so overwhelmed with breastfeeding.

Good boy. Now, finish the bowl.

Ooh, pick me, Daddy.

Because we're Birches. That means we have compassion

And I guess, you know,

Well, you clearly know your nipple twisting, lad.

-It's a robot dick, obviously. -No.

Milk? No, Andrew.

It also means we have small penises,

♪ Oh, ooh, ooh ♪

Uh, wow, kid really likes your breast milk.

♪ Oh, in my life ♪

Et tu, bro Jay?

Andrew, are they going to scream at each other like this while Bernie's here?

Shabbat Shalom, Rabbi.

That putz in my home? What, did we lose a raffle?

♪ Oh, I got a hunch There's good things coming ♪

♪ And as you move on ♪

But that nipple's all scabby now.

Get back here, you spoiled brat!

or do you have any of those Babybel cheeses?

And you don't mind if I pump while you're at it, right?

and I'm gonna cook you a romantic dinner.

Okay, yeah. This is actually pretty good bird shit.

Dad? Oh, thank God. Can we please go home?

[hesitates] Of course they're just pillows.

-Damn. -Yes, Daddy.

And I'm a shitty titty failure, and I don't deserve happiness.

Well, I can't wait to finally meet her.

Sorry to offend your delicate sensibilities.

Thanks, guys. I just really wanna show Matthew

It's going so well, Jay.