Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

But instead, we've got the next best thing.
Single-handedly won us the Civil War, it did.
a scrumptious parfait of pudding, pickle brine and detergent...
At this point in time, I would like to direct your attention...
Friend? You mean you two aren't knocking boots?
- Without him, you wouldn't even be called "Sideshow. "
Look here! That's enough now! I own 60% of that network!
And I had a blimp fall on me! And I was in an atomic blast! But I'm okay now!
Bart! Bart! What are you doing? We've got to get out of here!
Hello, Springfield.
Oh, must you bray night and day at that infernal television?
where a writhing pile of kids will grope blindly for hot dogs!
Oh, please! Let's not embarrass us both...
and all we have found is porno, porno, porno!
- Yeah! - Yeah.
D'oh!
I feel so helpless. What if something happens to them?
"Best before November 1959." Damn it, Bob!
Charles Lindbergh flew it 15 miles on a thimbleful of corn oil.
What the hell is that? A lawn mower?