Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Throw hot wax on him, Dad. - Howdy, Homer.
Or possibly ''scam-ola.''
Oh, Gil's in a lot of trouble.
He's all right, folks.
And I'm Mrs. Homer Simpson.
from Stinky Pants Simpson.
- What kind of music do they play? - Crap-Rock?
Oh, my stars. I can't do that.
I now pronounce you husbands and wives.
No, make it a children's-
- For the last time, no. - Hello! Our ticket to freedom.
I just follow the three C's-
Boring.
- Get him! Get him! - Let's get him.
with full waffle bar privileges.
Okay.
I wouldn't do that, Reverend.
Happy Retirement Tom
You gotta live down here, in the impulse zone.
Then a week later we just forgot about it.
Where have you been, Neddie?
Blame me if you must, but don't ever speak ill of the program.
Aw, the missus will clean that up.
Welly, welly, welly.
Hockey puck!
Homer, they blew that up yesterday.
Chop, chop, dig, dig.
Welcome to my world.
Oh, how are we gonna get out of this mess in an honorable and decent-
The program is rock solid. The program is sound.
Okay, Homer, I'm ready to learn.
- Yeah! - I really disrespect them.
That's it.