Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- He did it! - Yeah!
Uh, hello, what about me, his wife?
while I was cooking. Like... like, a lot.
Well, you know, they are.
- Hey. Get back here. - Don't eat me. I'm you, stupid.
um, you know what, I don't even like apples.
- The end. - GENE: Thank you, Tina.
to Pear Force One.
The United States hopes to have
We all need to have a talk as a family.
Gene, no, y-you don't mean...
Yeah, Dad, you know a psychic said that!
...the Bread-ator.
Oh, my God. My ghost Devin must have followed me here.
I am sick and I get what I want!
I-It's related.
I forgot to schedule the dumb douchebags to see a fucking gastroenterologist. i wonder why Gene got really bad diarrhoea
Stop trying to cozy up to us, Mrs. President's Wife Mom.
I'm fine... [retching]
or whatever.
Yeah. Uh-huh. Great. Yeah.
Sorry I'm so strong.
You're about to enter Earth's atmosphere.
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Gene, How Dare You Get The Shits From Fish & Chips
- ♪ I could still be a winner ♪ - [vocalizing]
♪ When I eat Dad's Thanksgiving dinner. ♪
Alright, Gene, If Fish & Chips Gives You The Shits Then You Should Fucking Eat These Tide Pods & Drink TheBleach
I do mean.
to their beautiful country and allowing me to eat
Gene, no, definitely don't eat that.
How about this old chicken parmesan?