Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Marge has it.
Give me that.
before the Joint Committee on Terrible Events.
[karate children] Yes, Sensei. Hiya!
Excuse me, Mrs. Simpson.
I slept through my first first class?
SunChips. Give me, give me.
Mr. Wingspan-- if that is your funny name--
-[toilet] ♪ Let's all sing ♪ -Yeesh.
-[woman] Get out of here! -Oh. Oh!
[murmured agreements]
[motorboats]
unless, like me, you're smokin' hot.
to be at my mother's house, talking her into hospice,
[grunting]
Aw, cookie.
and drop all your problems down a trap...
Come back in ten years, kid.
Traveling brings out Homer's worst qualities.
[overlapping shouts]
Try it again.
and TOYOTA.
So? We'll take our business elsewh--
[both groan]
[crying]
trap-doored into our complimentary in-flight prison.
Your jokes suck.
radical passenger control system be approved for use
We'll need every available weapon.
I am sorry you have to put up with that guy.
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