Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

we should try to find a common interest, so, uh...

Homer, you're snoring is sooooo awesome! Yeah, I like his snoring so much!

Better yet, leave the tin.

my grandmother.

(French accent): How could a god allow this awful war to happen?

You must leave now. My husband is a collaborator.

MARGE: Perhaps her mélancolie came from her marriage

Maybe all these riches have blinded me

-What's he doing? -If he's robbing us,

(electric guitar riff plays)

GOD: Mm, if we've learned anything

Mmm, oh, yeah, yeah.

Homer, you're snoring is pretty awesome! I mean... I like The Simpsons.

-(thunder rumbles) -(boys whimper)

I make my pitch, then I start crying, bawling like a baby.

Uh, yeah, uh, I meant to,

Let me share the Buddhist path to Heaven

-¶ On dead end street ¶ -¶ Dead end ¶

$loudnoises #handcat #handcats #timers

Praise the Lord, I am reborn!

GOD: All right, I agree.

Trampolines were just what people were looking for

Damn it. Now I know what we're fighting for.

-(sighs) -¶ Dancing cheek to cheek. ¶

¶ Don't want to grab life by the horns ¶

they're the mugs you want.