Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yeah, all I see is a gut with knees!

You should take it.

Can you forgive me, Lurleen?

than a rocket with a rocket up its butt.

- You get it... - Let go.

All right, what's the next case?

o/~ I haven't felt this good since the Lord knows when o/~

of destroying someone they once admired.

Son, call me an ambulance.

I'll strangle you with your own hair extensions.

The entire city is searching for her.

Well, in that case, I'm not going, and I'm not staying.

o/~ My daddy's back o/~

27 to the left and open.

There's only one person in the world

You're not a doormat. You're a door prize!

Gee, after all that's passed between us, I mean...

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Ten percent Lycra.

I don't like this one either...

Panic not, fellow Springfielders!

And Major Marge!