Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- What? I-I haven't been... - Kaylee...

I know, but at least we got her to stay at Wagstaff.

and my payment is that I get to play with his nunchucks.

- Huh? - Are you hearing what I'm saying?

Yes. The Thinkgineers.

♪ Write the word "fart" in the chalk dust, yeah! ♪

-Bob, I did it. -Did what?

Okay, so the challenge is, fold the newspaper just right

and he needs me to take him his meds tomorrow.

not to help her be a Bad Choice Charlie.

But, first, can you tell that Self-Care

I'm just gonna hide in my home and never leave.

who would do this for you?

That-That's so weird.

I mean, we can dream. But that was small potatoes.

and kind of report back to me if she's, you know,

We place the catapult in this corner of the cafeteria.

so you can play with his not-so-grown-man toys?

I'm not risking any of those bugs

- Hi, Zeke. - Sup, Kaylee?

- I'm clean now. - O-Okay, relax, Louise.

It's for my back. Sometimes I iron on it.

the world will never see.

- I don't know what you're talking about. - Kaylee.

I have your stuff from the pharmacy.

And apparently, she's been spending time with you lately.

I want you to take Gene to the baseball field.

And I'm enjoying wearing two of Mom's bras.

Jimmy, that was too fast.

Bob, your wife's here to see how stupid you look

getting into my peach cobbler, no matter how stale it is.

All day, buddy.

- ♪ Put a sign up on the door ♪ - _

Yeah. I brought you a burger.

I don't think you, maybe, have the right reasons

Jimmy's got to have, uh, other friends, right?

But I can't, 'cause I got to pick up

so it can hold a whole stack of books.