Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Ha, ha, he's an aserose.

Finally, a Simpson has a trophy without a bowling ball on it.

I just gotta stay one lesson ahead of the kid! Me trying to keep up with social media

That's a good girl.

This is just a kickball with "Mars" written on it.

Ooh, a new hamburger sandwich.

Hmm. "Now without lettuce."

There aren't just gonna be any places left for more.

...you're the biggest winner this town ever had.

He replaced my tennis racket with a rubber phallus.

Thank you. I've never felt more accepted.

Try the sauce. I'm soaked in it.

Dad, you do care.

Yeah. I'd like three Ribwiches, a Diet Coke...

hip hip hooray the super readers save the day

School's starting, Bart. Aren't you excited?

Will you get out of my...? Look, uh, about the Ribwich.

I'm kicking this right onto the mantle.

Please don't beat me up anymore.

- "Relapse." - R-E-L-A-P-S-E.

Can you spell "scabies"?

Now you concentrate on representing our school at the state spelling finals.

Dad, this is my moment in the sun.

I'd sure like to tuck that in at night.

Well, I'm not done yet.

It's nice to see a realistic single woman on TV.