Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

The Bible's finally pulling its weight.

And do you, Homer, take this cocktail waitress you just met...

just a teensy bit insane in the olde membrane

Wait a minute. This could be some kind of scam.

but I can't just go from zero to 30 like that.

- More libations, my imperial conquerors? - What?

You see, ''Saint Flanders'' is as crooked as you or me.

We would remember if we got married.

Me as an introverted hoarder during lock-down.

Fifty spaceships beamed us aboard.

Yeah, even the boy in the bubble had a deck of cards.

turned my beat box all the way up to ''rumba.''

It almost seemed like those folks were making fun of old Steady Neddie.

Geez, Flanders, you're 60 years old...

Hoo. We must have really painted the town last night.

What did you call me?

So Flawless Flanders needs help...

Will you teach me the secret of your intoxicating lust for life?

It's-It's all designed to inflame the senses.

Think of your wives.

- Well, I did, but- - Now, I'm not a fancy, big-city lawyer-

How do you silence that little voice that says, ''Think.''

- But, Amber, I can change. - Will you shut up?