Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What? No. Absolutely not.

I'm gonna go Rimsky-Korsakov on yas.

climb streetlights and burn down the town.

it's no exaggeration to say that our "Super Bowlers" are

You're coming too, friends.

[both whimpering]

Mayor, you've been accused of being

And that word isn't "can" or "might."

Just like the Tin Man.

Let me just say, no one jumps later or harder than I.

-♪ -[snoring]

Our new friend there still hasn't woken up.

We're approaching the point of no return.

Um, Marge, with conditions

Overweight? How is that possible?

but when it happens to you, ugh!

Take your soul and get the hell out of local news.

All righty, then, let me just s-say way to go,

It's Portuguese-what's-his-name, you idiot.

Well, that's not true.

-[automated voice] Mailbox full. -D'oh!

Buried in the snow, frozen alone like broccoli in my freezer?

[Barney] This is your captain speaking.

There's one word that defines this team.

♪ For he's a jolly good fellow ♪

Ain't this the life?

Jesus is God's rod.

but I liked watching you carry him.