Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

one of prophecy, puzzles

We could make it if we took Mr. Burns' helicopter.

Mmm. This is good.

(PHILLIE PHANATIC HONKING NOSE)

Wolves are taking all our women

And I can't leave the dog alone with the baby.

Following you. We seek the gem of St. Teresa.

(EX CLAIMS IN PLEASURE)

Well, little monkey,

A mother knows!

All is peace and harmony.

under the watchful eyes of God.

What is it with kids and candy-colored poison, huh?

I've known about the gem for years.

Mr. Burns? What are you doing here?

- I'm gonna see it first. - No! I'm gonna see it first.

(BRAKES SCREECHING)

(BOTH LAUGHING)

- I'm married to Jesus! - Yeah, right.

Homie, I haven't held Maggie all day. Can you hand her to me?

Tex Avery Syndrome. Tex Avery Syndrome.

Maybe I'm just being selfish. I don't know.

How brilliant of God to remove my skepticism by making me his chosen one!