Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Ugh! Again with the ottoman?
she was doing some eyebrow modeling abroad?
Hey, Donna. What's up?
- You know? - We open them tomorrow,
Postal clerk. Just for the holidays.
- Linda Belcher. - Aah!
my cell phone's not working now.
You mean help them work it out?
My favorite frozen yogurt topping,
Are you undercover mail people?
- Dear Lord. Not Priority Express. - Uh-huh. You vouched for her.
Oh, gotcha, you rascal.
- Already? - Yeah.
- We're hard of hearing. - Huh?
with that totally normal looking Santa doll?
Aw, she called me "mommy."
I can't fail the mail.
If you ask me, though,
Okay, here goes Christmas.
No. I'm, uh, really going.
- Uh-oh. - Crap.
- I have kids. - Kids?
isn't half as good as her gift for me.
Linda, boys, dinner's ready.
Aw, Mike, you're doing it. Like Santa.
I want to do this for you.
- Will you root through the garbage for me? - Uh, yeah.
♪ To add... already rushed ♪
and made off with a Priority Express parcel.
And then you'll deliver it?
He came in just as we were closing.
Finally!
Mom's home.
- I love you very much. - No, you don't!