Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Of a traveling freak show.
I think we've made some progress here.
Hey, you should ask her out, moe.
(gasps)
I'm seeing a 12-car pileup,
(thunder crashing)
Hee-haw!
How about this one?
(gasps)
Moe, whatever small time together we have
Expect some entertainment for their nickel!
(spits)
Aw, geez.
Actually, it's more of a globular cluster.
(thunder crashing)
(screams)
Hey, if they get on an airbus,
I'm frightened of nothing, not even hellfires.
(falls down stairs, grunts, shouts)
Thrill as...
A naked rooftop cookout, and... Oh, my god!
Homina, homina, homina.
Marge! Get away from those freaks.
Step right up, only two bits!
I'm Pain And Hurt From Santa's Joy
(screams)
(singing opera)