Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

with his poor secretary with the shy bladder?
and I guess I'm intimidated by authority.
♪ 'Cause I got Pesto in my pants ♪
"Gum chewing is now a class." Oh, my God, I might graduate.
Put that Pesto in your pants. It's our only hope.
This is Principal Louise. Recess is now tripled.
It's not my bladder. But no, he doesn't.
Damn it, I meant to say "your mom."
- You've got the yips. - Yips? What are yips?
I'm running out of excuses, so I told him
- Mmm... - Aw, Bob, let Teddy wear 'em.
- Weird. - There she is.
And double lunch. Now I can chew my food like I'm supposed to.
Second, I don't work for you, Louise.
Fluke you, Jimmy. Bob's all better.
my First Hundred Minutes agenda,
What are you doing in here?
You don't look like me! I am your Klonos.
No, uh, just watching.
Make sure Eli gets his placebo Ritalin.
a regular below-average student for six hours.
You can start building the pool right away.
My restaurant's packed and loud. Zoom!
Oh. Here. Right.
Yeah. He married my sister. Or I married his sister.
Second spatula?
♪ But now I have no more care ♪
- You've got taste, lady. - Thank you.
You can't go in there. The light is on.
I've been begging Principal Spoors for months.
He got into magic camp, this kid.
Where's Principal Louise?