Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

And pop discs in spine like bubble wrap.
I'll save you, Marge!
Also, could you tell her I'm dumping her?
What? You think just 'cause I'm black I know all other black people?
Now, listen, son,
Krusty, I'm honored you invited me tonight.
Where did they all go?
There certainly is!
You just have one-liter bottles? Okay, cancel the whole order.
Heck, I'll fight anyone.
Come on! Come on! Get back on your feet! I believe in you!
Maybe.
I know the woman I loved is still in there somewhere,
One unlucky punch and Marge could be bedridden for life.
Seven, eight, use that gate.
Bart Simpson!
Three hours of half-naked guys fighting like animals.
I can't back out, because if I fight him tomorrow,
Yeah, Marge, he'll knock your block off--
Lady, why don't you break out the lipstick and kiss my ass?
This goes on for a while.
Frosting like snow on the eaves of a bavarian castle!
One... Aw, I messed up.
Tell her, dad.
Yes, what is this, prime minister's question time?
"Girls having fun," and after wading through 97,000 pages of porn,
What do we do now?
When you yell like that, no one can hear me.