Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I moved it to the back of the closet.
Francis ratted on us to Mom!
Get it before Mom wakes.
It was 39 cents a pound.
How?
she'll know it's not Sunday.
I can't believe it!
No, I guess I deserve it.
this was a stupid idea in the first place.
(Glass Breaking)
It's like some sort of horrible science experiment in there.
We never intended to show the letter to Mom.
You what?!
she forgets about everything else in the world
What are you doing home?
We're supposed to be in school.
she won't even think about me for a few days.
I'd like you to meet.
Why, did you apply there?
That's all I got so far.
* You're not the boss of me now *
You the man, Francis.
you're not stepping foot out of this house today.
on a kid's right to choose his own school hours.
(Sniffling)
* You're not the boss of me now *
No...
Mom's been sick with the flu all weekend.
Yeah.
Um, Francis...
is not just for the wealthy anymore.
It's time to wake up!
And we're definitely not going to school.
Come on, Malcolm.
Yeah.
Oh, man.
I broke the window with?
You the man!
Yeah.
Nothing!
Done.
Mom said...
Cool.
Wait...
Wait a minute, I have an idea.
Let's throw in the new chrome turbo wheels
till tomorrow.
No, your father used it to clean the barbecue.