Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Tickle, tickle, tickle, tickle. Stop...

To heal you, we must heal the stress.

Bob, this letter says I am liable for your labrum.

That's just something people say.

Is it because you're crouching?

This is me tickling you.

"Reverse-evict Jairo."

You know, like, "Say cheese."

Will you hold my ponytail while I do some upside-down pushups?

a letter from a lawyer can open.

You're my favorite client.

I might not do one tomorrow.

Don't you pay rent here?

Or keep on doing my exercises, baby

There's my Bob. There's my stressful Bob.

Beh, beh, beh, beh-teh, beh, teh, beh-beh...

Ooh, ooh, ooh! Hey! My dinner! Aaah!

This is my bowels feeling good.

I don't want to talk about it.

Served on a fancy bun. Huh.

Ugh. Thank you!

There's something on the board!

I see. I'm thinking maybe my hourly rate

Wait a minute, Jairo...

The knot caused by

High-five away, Bob.

I'm just making regular burgers.

So I checked your insurance,

Money? What a silly thing to stress about.

"habeas porpoise," blah, blah, blah... Mm-hmm.

Perhaps I can help.

(hans slam the door) o

So how was your first day of healing?

(hans slam the door) O.