Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

(sighs heavily)

(Figgy gasps, whimpers)

I forgot that's why I was here.

My job doesn't matter. This is what's important.

And then you're gonna squeeze through that hole

I feel a million feet tall.

(groans in pain)

Have we done winter pasta salads yet?

I'm ready to relax and enjoy this.

-I need to help her. -(grunts)

here to make sure everything is up to code.

I'm Tuca's orgasms.

Also, I taught myself to play the flute.

What's happening?!

(chuckles): Oh, Speckle,

You see that, Kara?

What do you think about how I'm not as successful

♪ I'm a bird, bird, bird ♪

(whispers): Who is that?

Hi. Mom? I just wanted to get your thoughts

and finally have her reach closure with you,

Tuca, what should we do? Tuca?

as your friends' kids? Mm-hmm.

I'm gonna call you Birthy.

Sounds good, Bertie.

(laughing maniacally)

I'll even bring this rope,

In and out in 20, 15 minutes.

a 50-50 chance it would impact Tuca's ability to have children.

and the longer I was here, the more confused I felt.