Carrie’s birthday is here, and Robb celebrates with T-bones, a professionally engineered bread pudding, a freshly detailed car, and one tire-pressure light that has apparently been living its own private life. Mike gets serious about a disturbing immigration video before the boys return to the safer waters of presidential documentaries, fun First Ladies, and the unexpectedly useful phrase “Pat Nixon.” Then an airline nightmare gives that phrase a whole new meaning—and makes a free upgrade to first class seem like the bare minimum. Mike’s snake tastes freedom, a finger monkey becomes the pet nobody needs, and Florida neighborhood paranoia reaches beautifully antisocial new heights. Plus, Robb prepares for eye surgery by dating every medical form with Carrie’s 1968 birthday and placing his future vision in the capable digital hands of a scheduling app named Robert.