Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

A scrawny little neighbor boy.

By the way, Mom and Dad are going to the Playboy Club...

The new Fatso Burger's hiring people.

You see, one day I want a house, and kids, and maybe a chandelier.

Everything costs money. Gas, clothes...

doing your job.

but they made me Assistant Manager, threw the money at me...

What, you guys don't remember Esther, the biker chick?

And I really wish I hadn't just said that.

and I think this polyester uniform is giving me a body rash.

I allow people to boss me around.

And only quitters quit.

I'll see you around.

See? That's a smartmouth.

Come on, Kitty, it was a hair-net...

So Michael's a Doofus?

Now, Diligent always does his job by the book.

Donna, I have never been to an American party. May I come?

It must've been my roach clip.

Name something about yourself that you consider to be a weakness.

Jackie, maybe they won't notice.

Eric, welcome to the Fatso Burger family.