Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Great. We're pushing a lot of units, making bank.
Both twins are evil. Their poor mother.
I know, so business-y.
- (groans) - Hey!
- No. - Then sign here.
This is why we need a net from the ceiling.
all your googly eyes,
the next, a PBS lawyer sends you a cease and desist letter
- What's going on... - (soda fizzes)
Wood Chuck? More like Wood Yuck.
One day Zeke wasn't around, and I was bored.
I say we do this for all our customers now.
"Could Chucks," 'cause they could be anything.
Anyway, we can't just accuse him if we don't know for sure.
But, Tina, relax. Your question was hypothetical.
I'm gonna go talk to those guys. This is ridiculous.
Wait. What? Hey, we-we-we can work this out.
- Don't do it. - I can't do it.
- Be sly. - You kidding?
Tina, you're-you're not making sense right now.
Gene, I-I think you sat on some googly eyes.
♪ She's a business monster, a business monster. ♪
Yeah, I'm not fol... I don't... I'm not following this.
And my Scotch tape. And, you know, this cat calendar is mine,
You broke Rudy, Tina!
Oh, um, is something going on?
An exercise ball for a desk chair? What's next?
- I don't believe it. - Me either.
- and ourselves... - Oh, boy, here we go.
I'm not even here to eat, although...
And Mr. Frond gave us a B-minus.
Why is that Wood Chuck saying I'm fine?!
Put your bubbles in your butt! Come on, guys.
Yeah, like when Zeke brought in cupcakes for Jocelyn's birthday.
Oh, my God, a B-minus? That's a Belcher A.
- Could Chucks. - Do what Chucks?
- I-I know, I know. - You see?
Oh, yes... Gary. He's a bad seed.
- Yep. - Aw.
- Like shampoo. - Companies have growing pains.
So what does that make now? Nine?
Mr. Frond, hypothetically, what would happen
And I saved two googlies so I can put 'em on my bosom,
Great. Let's throw a two-dollar tip on there.