Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I can see it now that your pants fit. Whoa!

I love to yacht, I live to yacht.

Uh, they made us take off our wet clothes so, you know,

- Hey, Bob. - Hey Trev.

I know you and Jimmy have something planned.

Hey, um, sorry I didn't listen to you about Jimmy.

Uh, n‐nothing. Uh, we'll go around. Thank you.

Not this time. No, Jimmy.

- Tina! - All right, we better get set up.

Expensive boat coming through.

under my crotch.

(chuckling): Oh, I don't think that will be happening.

Or you can give 'em to your old friend Gus

- Hmm. Who was that? - JIMMY: Hey, look out!

- What's the Santa Schooner? - What's the Santa Schooner?

so the guy would hear and, uh, you know,

Yeah, he ate it off the ground.

We're your bosses and neighbors, depending on where you live.

I still don't get why you love the mayor so much.

we can't have presents before the other kids.

Great, great. So you know we've always thought of you as...

for you to get gifts ahead of the other kids,

of someone out to get you somehow.

Sorry I said son. That sounds weird.

And then I hand out presents to kids on the dock.

Mission accomplished, huh, guys?

Trev, come on. There's a yacht over here with a dirty name.

That thoughtful son of a gun. I get it first.

- Fancy what now? - And I go over and I get welcomed by the mayor.

- Of course. It's happening now. - Wha?

This is a yacht club, not a golf course.

Great. A festive Christmas trap with my family.

Oh. Uh, Mr. uh... uh, President man?

Mm. I'm just not used to good stuff happening.

Uh, yeah. I have social anxiety, Bob.