Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You do it. I told him about the potty bit.
- I don't. - You do.
I've told you, we fly around the weather.
Why do you put him ahead of me?
At least with my job I can fly different types of aeroplanes.
... the "Sir, my kid left her shoe inside. Can I go get it?" gag?
Don't come out. I'm almost there.
Almost there. Just a bit longer.
Oh, no. Not baby gym.
I'll rip your lungs out! Give it to me! What are you smiling at?
I'm checking out the Faster Pussycats.
Where'd everybody go?
Come on, mama. Come on, hot mama.
What's that?
As God is my witness, I'm going to learn to walk...
I guess you're my only friend, Herbie.
That isn't true! You said it was okay.
Here, let me give you a present. Here. What's this?
We gotta boom-a-boom, a-boom-boom.
Come here, Elvis. I'm your kid, not them.
Pee pee in the potty
There you go.
Yeah, "ball" being the operative word.
But it's pouring!
Don't you hate it when your head is caught in your placenta?
- Thanks. - Okay, I guess he went for it.
I got you something for coming into the world.
What? You mean my being a big stupid slob?
You know what? If you want a boy, you eat more sodium-rich food.
Do you read me, 47 Poppa?
Just a regular old toilet, huh?
Maybe it's not.
I have never, ever brought up money before!
There you go. Take that.
Hey, punk! Get your own toy. All right, that's it.
The kids are gonna be so excited.
You know what you have to do? You have to take control of the situation.
And they're both schmucks.
- Thanks, doll. - All right, big boy. I'll see you.
- Honey! What a good boy! - Mike, you did it!
- You're next. - Oh, I hope so.
You have a son and you're pregnant, so you get special consideration.
That long trip down the birth canal.
Mr. Wonderful, my brother.
Excuse me.
Jeez, life sucks!
Remember, you're gonna be her big brother.
Hey, Mikey. You're gonna be a big brother, doll!
I mean, it's lonely in the front seat.
Like chili dogs.
Man, I have never been more insulted.
Maybe climbing a tower and shooting students would make him feel better.
Everything'll be all right.
Wrestling Buddies by Tonka? I want one of those!
What a rush! Oh, man! My wife would have hated that.
What kind of equipment do they fly?
- Give me your hand. - Oh, in there.
- It's just a dream. - The Toilet Man.
Sure, sure, laugh now.
I am going to baby gym. I don't see why you care anyway.
- You're the guy. - Forget it.
...and he could make money, that would be great for us.
I hope they don't stick me today.
And that's employer-provided work space.
Oh, come on, Mollie!
Is it me or is this guy weird?
Like becoming a pilot when you fly two hours a week?
Yeah, right and shutting down.
You're gonna send Margolis a spreadsheet with pictures?