Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Even though she strayed from our faith, I'm proud of Lisa.

BART (French accent): I'd like to speak to Monsieur Pants,

PIERRE PANTS BOTTOM TEXT

In retrospect, I should have tried CPR.

-What's so funny? -They got you slingin' springs!

¶ Egorger nos fils, nos compagnes... ¶

-(Homer grunts) -BOB: No.

-first name Pierre. -Un moment.

¶ Ni le bien. ¶

LISA: So, Siddmartha sat and sat and sat and sat,

and as a sign of his mercy, he permanently scarred

That Buddhist kid's a really good person.

Now, here's how I move these Karpet Kings.

But this isn't.

Go off the page. Write on the wall.

Big man, are ya? Real big man.

If you don't like death, get out of children's toys.

but, uh, I lost the pick in the hole.

-(Bob's Burgers theme song playing) -Huh?

GOD: Where is everybody?

(dramatic piano music plays)

¶ I live a life of great excess ¶

that ever blew a wrapper off a straw: door-to-door salesmen.

Bonjour, bonjour, Commandant!

Why did I get these super shag floor mats? Why?!

-I am Bob. -Well, yeah, but this is Bob,

¶ I want less ¶

(grunts, gasps)

¶ L'étendard sanglant est levé ¶

SIDDMARTHA: Meh.

That's right, baby.

¶ And yet I find no happiness ¶

(spits dramatically)