Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Blake, is that you?

a founding member of The Five Boyfriends,

I became a cop too young.

If these rhymes are to be believed,

where your allegiance lies.

from my cognac-flavored vodka

Everything, sir?

ALL: Combing is murder!

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(door opens, bell rings)

(inhales deeply)

weh-eh-eh-eh-eh-eh!

♪ Now you only dead broke ♪

My best pal and I are going shopping

The cleaning of which is not cheap,

who's forgotten the meaning of fun.

is when they're watching their whole world fall apart.

Good Simpson. Faithful Simpson.

Whale-copters? VIP pod-view?

What is it, head points, what?

There's supposed to be a baby.

That kid just cut in line.

to any CEO with a power tie and a bonsai tree.

at Monty Burns' Middle Hampton estate."

Boy oh boy, a '20s shindig at Old Man Burnsie's.

And as God is my witness,

These aren't VIP emotions.

Smithers, I ordered ice, not slush.

Apparently, I'm their leader now.

Hmm, it kind of looks like it does.

Simpson, you seem fairly popular,

without swallowing.

(hip-hop beat begins playing)

If anyone's hungry, we've set up a deli platter

♪ R-R-R-Radioactive ♪

♪ My beats are the freshest ♪

it would help anyone.

To do that, we got to go to the ultimate expert

♪ I already know what time it is ♪

Look at him. You got to figure his family life's a disaster.

Come here, spy.

Hmm. Who would have thought two billionaire Republicans

Say good-bye to your revenge rap forever.

we can use against my sworn enemy, Jay G?

Whoa, it rhymed!

to return from Canada with my lake ice.

HOMER: And so Mr. Burns beat on,

for primo grooming time.

SKINNER: Look, Mr. Burns,

(gasps) or the Lavender Zeppelin?

I had to tear you down, M.B.!

Why isn't it going to drop something down?

If I had known this was a cash bar,

In an age of shameful excess,

♪ My beats are the freshest ♪

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A hundred dollars! (gasps)

I know all about it from cartoons in literary magazines.

♪ Now your bank account is withering ♪

you sit pod-side.

Now, what are you generous folks willing to pay

$1 million. (whoops)

That's right, I bought a suit,

Global! 43 years old!

Who you thankin'?

Put that rare roast beef in a baggie.

I can't wait to show you the changes I've made.