Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I feel like nobody's good enough for me.
Look, Marge. You don't know what it's like. I'm the one out there putting his ass on the line.
Wait a minute. Even Lenny is teaching a class.
And how's my little major leaguer? Catch any june bugs today?
D’oh! (EX CLAIMS) (TIRES SCREECH)
- This is terrible. - [ Mrs. Krabappel ] We're leaving.
and most of all, I need you to love me, because I love you.
FREMANTLE BEAT CARLTON? I DIDN'T KNOW WE COULD DO THAT!
- Together? - [ Tires Screech ]
- What the darn? - Marge, you'll never guess what.
It’s alright! I’m a DJ
Wait till my class hears about this. Kidding!
ç GL on the beat
put my heart on the line, and I make a fool of myself.
This is a place of learning, not a house of... hearing about things.
uh, of a family of love. " Sha-la-la-la "
my name isn't HomerJ. Simpson.''
- I never touched her. Homer, I swear, I never touched her. - Here's your water, Moe.
I heard you and Homer broke up, so I'm declarin' my intentions to move in on his territory.
So anyhoo, last night we're playin' poker, right?
- All right, I raise a quarter. - I'm out. - I'm out.
I was telling Marge that we could save some money...
But I think you can be a good teacher and still respect our privacy.
- [ All Groan ] - Tell us more about you and Marge.
Homer, what happened to you?
complete and utter dependence.
- Oh, I was bluffing. - [ Laughs ]
away from all that nagging and noise...