Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Marge, I need you more than anyone else on this entire planet...
Eat the pudding. Eat the pudding-- [ Continues ]
Smi-thers!
In another few hours I'll be dead. I can't afford to lose your trust again.
Okay. Here's a set of house keys and my A.T.M. card.
[ Screams ]
I go to the attic and add to my ball of string.
Without a strong male presence in the house, you could turn sissy overnight.
Okay, Marge. Things were said. Mistakes were made.
Good luck, Dad.
What was it? ''Don't yell at Homer''!
It seems she goes wild with desire if her husband nibbles on her elbow.
- Today at the Kwik-E-Mart everybody knew I dyed my hair. - Oh. You mean about you.
I went on for hours, and they were hanging on my every word.
[ All Gasping, Murmuring ]
- [ Gasps ] Marge dyes her hair? - Oh, yeah.
Special present? I don't wanna wait. I want it now! I want the children to see.
a bouquet of po-- ohhh.
how are things down at the old schoolhouse?
[ Clears Throat ] Uh--
Homer, that's not a good thing.
is to wear tight, revealing clothes.
He can blanche my wiener!
Oh, my standards are just too high, you know?
So, will you be lecturing from a standardized text...
Dad, that's just a plant.
It's Me Untalkative Bunny Untalkative Bunny Here
''the process of removing weeds from one's garden.''
- Hey, Moe. - [ Yelps ]
Get out. What?
[ Thinking ] Something was said. Not good.