Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

The Bible's finally pulling its weight.

just a teensy bit insane in the olde membrane

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

Me as an introverted hoarder during lock-down.

We would remember if we got married.

Think of your wives.

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

Fifty spaceships beamed us aboard.

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

So Flawless Flanders needs help...

What did you call me?

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

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

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

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

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

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

- More libations, my imperial conquerors? - What?

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

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

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

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

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