Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

you couldn't open a bar in Kansas.
TOOTING SOME CALL IT POOTING It's air polluting
(WHISTLES)
But Krabappel wants a paper on Henry VIII.
Oh!
Modern Wench magazine dubbed me
And while you're at it, cover your nakedness
With Mozart dead, I am, at last, the greatest composer alive!
See you in hell !
Fine! I want to marry Anne Boleyn.
Divorce? Sire, there's no such thing in the Cath-diddly-atholic Church.
but encountered much hardship.
(SOBBING)
Mozart is dead!
I know there's a catch, but tell me more.
(MUTTERING INCOHERENTLY)
(LISA READING)
Sonata in A, K331, Third Movement!
This is the cell phone dance. (cell phone vibrating and dancing) Yes! From 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, 2009, and 2010.
untalented members of our family?
(LAUGHS) it's funny, 'cause you're king.
(MOANING)
but, well, we're running out of pikes
and worship our Lord.
You morons!
Water under the bridge, eh? Eh?
Oops.
take this king to be your lawfully wedded husband
Stupid things with their compasses painted on.