Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

No offense, Marge, but, geez, this field trip sucks!

♪ I ain't no hollaback girl, I ain't no hollaback... ♪

They're asleep.

We weren't crooks. We were thieves.

Hey, I saddled my wife with that, too.

Let's just say he's always been better

I've always wanted to say this...

Now, let's see if there's any honey left in this pot.

press and authorized stalkers.

what's in it for me?

- Oh, um, will you marry me? - Probably!

You're a criminal?

I've been robbed!

You broke a promise to your wives?

- Oh, no. - No, no, don't leave.

to trick the kids into going to sleep early?

- I'm sorry. - Ah, no problem.

There was but one witness.

and his slightly slimmer acquaintance.

Wait, wait, uh, where's Ralph?

to know what those are.

on the World War II battleship.

but today we face

Oh‐ho, hot stuff.

Sorry, sorry. Scheme away.

I love you too, Ralphie "Stickie Hands."

Oh. I love how excited you are

♪ A few times I've been around that track ♪

and keep the goods in a tight little package,

but you're not famous, so you don't exist.

‐ ‐And there's only one man bold enough

Mild depression rules!

Wait. Did you move the clock ahead