Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

♪ I'm a woman, least I'm getting there ♪
Shh. ♪ Keep it, keep it low-key Keep it low-key ♪
♪ The paper's on the line They made a wager ♪
Eh, maybe at least maimed.
But we'll try on every damn bra in this store if we have to.
about work stuff. Important work stuff.
♪ With some super stringent New assistant ♪
Okay. So we go that way toward that corner of the office,
No, sorry. Because--
We can do this. We just gotta dive in headfirst. Or chest-first.
Cole, you're turning down a pirate sesh?
Shh. ♪ Keep it, keep it low-key Keep it low-key ♪
Besides, Shampagne needs to be walked so he does his business, and also,
And you'll only know if you keep looking. Look at me. You are enough.
Good. I'll tell you.
[women grunting]
[gasps] Oh. That doesn't seem like a big deal.
I think you people work for me. So listen up. I have an announcement.
for hiring a guy who pretended to catch a dead fish?
♪ Track it back, backtrack Keep it low-key ♪
- I love you. - I know. Now get in there.
If I don't get to walk Shampagne, what do I have left in life?
Dad, the votes are in. And today's breakfast is egg-cellent.
Huh, I guess that sort of looks like me. Wait, no.
You look nervous, Dad. There's no nerves in bra shopping, just grit and guts.
Get ready to lose... a newspaper.
that is rightfully mine.
- No. It's just a metal statue. - Maybe we can move a little faster?
And so I'm telling you now, on a Sunday, a day that you don't usually work,
That's Roberta McCullough, the owner of the paper.
I made a new eye patch out of an old sock, and I wanna give it a whirl.
But our ad department sold this week as a double edition to help boost sales,
They can help me find the key. Okay, Helen. [sighs]
[groans, grunts]
And I need it today. I know I should've told you yesterday,
Aw, come on. But he's only seen four squirrels.
- We're going to run around the bullpen. - Wait, what?
- [Cole] A key? - A key.
by mushing the key into the-- the bag of poop? You get it.
♪ I've got locker room blues ♪