Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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