Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, look out, look out.
- Yeah, remember the fort? - That's right.
Till Dad came home and told us we were doing it all wrong.
That's going to need another coat.
I so... oh God.
I'm not a kid anymore, okay? I don't like the way you treat me
- Yeah, but it's only 9:30... - Lunch!
This doesn't just happen.
Hey, get a load of this, Robert. Raymond says I'm fired!
Febrero 5, 2001
Raymond, go talk to your father.
- Yellow? - Yeah, you believe that?
and he doesn't bathe every day.
Something hit the wall.
- Raymond? - What?
Okay, that's yellow.
Come on, look. I don't need both you guys
Wow.
Yes, it is! Being right is all that matters.
Well you should apologize to me, I was right!
just called us stupid, stinking humps and did it himself.
Oh, Dad, if I see paint on that brush,
You two always talk about having your house painted...
This wasn't his career, this was my house.
What are you talking about?
You fired him?
I would hate to kill anyone's buzz, but...
Well, yes, he did do a nice job on your house and...
So? I'm getting dopey,
- What else does he have?! - Your house.
Guess Daddy isn't going to be able to spend any more quality time with you.
Come on, look. This isn't the same thing, okay?
I need space. I need a little time to myself.
Because yellow covers better!
His back is fine, Ma. I sent him home.