Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

And if anybody does anything with my sister Lindsay...
And the effects of Lindsay and George Michael's Afternoon Delightwas overshadowed-
Oh, God. Oh.
Less kids getting their sticky little fingers all over these twenty-six hundred dollar pants.
[Grunts] Who did this?
- Here we go. Let's go. - [Stereo: Disco]
but to keep them all together.
[Banana Suit Squeaking]
- [Amplified] Uncle Michael- - Okay. I'll be right there.
What? So I'm not invited to the Bluth Company Christmas party?
Neither does my dad.
- [All Snickering] - You do this, Tom?
- A meeting. - A party.
[Narrator] Michael and Maeby stopped by the office to see if Gob needed help...
Thank god they’ve got my brands here
- Michael, pick up- - [Beep]
Unfortunately, buster’s New found skill did not involve lowering gently.
That's ridiculous. I want you to move in with me.
Now? You're not gonna let these people go home and change their clothes?
Good luck in the coming business year
They're laughing with me, Michael. They're laughing with me!
Everybody, come out of your offices, please. The party has now started.
[Narrator] In fact, Buster never went to the army.
- because she had a little bit of a buzz on. - No. That's it.
“Sky rockets in flight…”
How the worm has turned. Look who feels the sting of an ungrateful child.
It is the worst Christmas party I've ever been to in my life.
Hang on, Maeby. Afternoon Delight.
- Everything all right? - I just don't want people's kids getting their sticky fingers...
This has been pleasant and professional Good luck in the coming business year
I'll take off my pants, I'll shave-[Bleeps]
MAYBE I'LL PUT IT IN HER BROWNIE