Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Hi.
You've been hiding for 19 days?
What? I had four of 'em!
They sure love the Mom-osas though, huh?
they'll want to give an adorable little fur-ball back?
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- No. - Poor Susan.
We actually have to cut you off. I'm sorry.
That is my son. He's Brunchsquatch.
Gene, you go outside, do your thing, and bring 'em in.
- Someone clearly beat me to that. - Oh, good.
We all drove home.
Felix, it's us, Tina, Louise, and Gene Belcher from upstairs.
She doesn't know who I am. Okay, I love you.
Lunch brawl!
I'll shake my little benedicts! Bum, bum, bum!
It does not mean that at all.
You can't just add a bottom.
Well, the rules are you have to stay in town, you can't carry
You got it.
- Well, a Felix. - Oh.
"Why aren't more people ordering us, Bob?"
Um, you guys are acting really weird.
But no.
Guess they aren't hungry.
- No, no, no. - Roar! I'm a little tiger!
So, some news.
Tina, you're on busing and water
- What's in it for me? - What do you want?
He's talking about his butt. Like it's a book.
Miss, miss. We need more drinks over here!
Oh, also having a dog is a lot of work, and you kids hate work.
It could be fun.
Good surprise or bad surprise?
I almost literally never say this word,