Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Good night, Mom. - Good night, sweetheart.

Did you see that movie where they sent a nuclear submarine to fight the piranhas...

Oh, hi! I didn't hear you come in.

It absorbs everything that touches it like this bathroom rug.

Hey! I don't remember saying that.

- No. - Don't smart off to me, smart guy.

Bart, I wouldn't have expected this even from you.

I admit I haven't known Mom as long as you have, but I know when she's really upset.

That's right, Don Brodka. Your son, Bart, has been caught shoplifting.

Losing the triangle in front of Coach

'cause you don't want to come to my store.

- Hey! What the hell- - No, no, no! Out!

- no returns for busted merchandise. - What are you doing to my son?

Haven't you learned anything from that guy who gives those sermons at church?

My son may not be perfect, but I know in my heart he's not a shoplifter.

I'm here today to give you the skinny on shoplifting, thereby completing my plea bargain...

Mom, this fake snow is making me dizzy.

Well, do you understand? Everything except "cat feesh"

Right, Bart? Bart? What's wrong, honey?